I will tell you my sad life story about why I deserve the free 550 point poker entry.
(deep breath)
I was handcuffed to the bed.. In my underwear, (sighs) where I remained.. She was attractive.. She was, also, in fact, a Nazi..
The water.. that I had been swimming in was.. very cold. And, when I dropped the towel, there was.. significant shrinkage..
Her parents were looking at me.. So, there I was, with a marble rye hanging from the end of a fishing pole..
In closing, these stories have not been embellished, because - they need no embellishment. They are simply, horrifyingly, the story of my life as a short,
stocky, slow witted bald man.
Thank you.