When I was a kid I was playing a pinball machine in the fair arcade tent. The unlocked front door swings open as I bump it revealing all the beautiful quarters inside . We commenced to fill our pockets with the new found ill gotten bounty. Later we get on the Zipper and lets just say, I got off with a lot less quarters than I got on with. It was raining quarters out of that death cage at a massive rate, it's as if the damn machine was designed to empty your pockets. Shouldn't have taken them in the first place is the moral I guess.

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