So I have this regular Chinese kid delivery boy who brings me food like 3x/week. He's an INSANE gambler. Money pours through his hands like water. But, WTF, he's young and it's just him. The thing is, every time he delivers food I go for my wallet to give hime a nice tip. But, Raymond (that's his name) says.. "No. no..."
What he wants, incorrigible gamber that he is, is a hot tip on a horse --
So, I'm like... you sure... and he's like yeah, yeah. Good move, too. I hear he is making a bundle at the track every weekend on my tips. Which is fine. But now get this, the other night the doorbell rings, and it's Raymond!
"Wassup, Raymond?"
"Oh, I was wondering if you had a pick for the 3rd race on Saturday..."
"Well, where's my food?"
"But, you didn't order any food..."
"Ah, so you see my point..."
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What he wants, incorrigible gamber that he is, is a hot tip on a horse --
So, I'm like... you sure... and he's like yeah, yeah. Good move, too. I hear he is making a bundle at the track every weekend on my tips. Which is fine. But now get this, the other night the doorbell rings, and it's Raymond!"Wassup, Raymond?"
"Oh, I was wondering if you had a pick for the 3rd race on Saturday..."
"Well, where's my food?"
"But, you didn't order any food..."
"Ah, so you see my point..."
2hp
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