Bill is a nice guy who has a great job, a nice house, and is generally a happy guy. Everything is going along fine, until one day as he gets out of bed, he hears a voice in his head…
“Quit your job. Sell your House. Go to Las Vegas.”
He kind of shakes his head and ignores this voice, finishes getting ready, and heads for work. The next morning at the exact same time, he hears the voice again…
“Quit your job. Sell your House. Go to Las Vegas.”
He again shrugs it off and ignores it, and heads for work. This continues every day that week, over and over.
“Quit your job. Sell your House. Go to Las Vegas.”
The next week, this voice comes every hour…
“Quit your job. Sell your House. Go to Las Vegas.”
“Quit your job. Sell your House. Go to Las Vegas.”
He’s getting a bit worried and beginning to doubt his sanity, but continues to ignore it. The week after that, the voice comes every minute.
“Quit your job. Sell your House. Go to Las Vegas.”
“Quit your job. Sell your House. Go to Las Vegas.”
“Quit your job. Sell your House. Go to Las Vegas.”
Finally, he can’t stand it anymore. “To hell with it!” he cries, and hoping to stop the voice in his head, he immediately quits his job, and puts his house up for sale, and it is quickly snatched up. Taking all his money, he gets on a plane and heads to Las Vegas. As soon as he gets off the plane, the voice speaks to him again…
“Go to Caesar’s Palace.”
“Well,” he thinks, “I’m already here…I’ve already followed the voice this far,” and he gets in a cab and heads to Caesar’s Palace. As soon as he enters the casino, the voice speaks again…
“Go to the Roulette table.”
He shrugs, and heads over to the Roulette table, and as soon as he gets there, the voice says…
“Put all your money on Black 17.”
Beginning to think that maybe he’s being lead by fate, he puts all his cash on Black 17. Once the bet is placed, the wheel is set in motion, and begins to spin.
Spinning…
Spinning…
Spinning…
Spinning…
And lands on Red 21 and the voice says, “FUCK!”
~Wyld
