Or, you grab Matt and Zig, jump on the bikes and fucking hammer the highway for a little over an hour, pull in to Foxwoods casino, stroll the floors for a bit, looking for a table with a minimum bet limit that fits our thin wallets, finally give up and drop $5 into a slot machine and promptly kiss it goodbye, then you say fuck it and hit the bar.
It's another good day!
Merry Christmas, everyone!
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