HAPPY HOWL-O-WEEN

BOO!’N CHEW & COWCOW

to our TRUE Howl-o-ween story…

twas a scary stormy  night and as dark as in the a$$ of a salamander, as two pups boredomered around in front of their fireplace. Any mischief was done, the wallet empty and no new chews shoes in sight …

Butt suddenly one pup said he wants to place a bet that the other one is not brave enough to enter da spooky castle at night. Fu…rget it said the other pup I’m sure brave enough, butt I know who is a chicken…

Because the two pups couldn’t find a solution about chicken or not, they jumped in their car and drove to a spooky castle…

as the two pups came to the haunted castle a white lady welcomed them & said that she is probably dead but not sure about that, butt who cares , the two pups can jump in that crib, because the noble owner needs urgently some guys for a poker night, to win his castle back he lost 878787 years ago, what was the reason that he became a ghost who has to play all night with some fleeceable natures till he will win back  what he lost once…

…gulp… I think da Phenny overbid his luck a little…

…woah Sir Jean, you waited not in vain for two fabulous poker mates… and you will lose your crib again, like in that night some hundred moons ago… will you pay out in cash or with a cheque de banque?  Viola! here are 5 a$$es you have to beat….

WTF!?… I mean… quel bordel!  You are a sharper and the most stupid one I ever saw! do you think I would believe you have 5 aces when I have all 5?! Crétin!

… no one screws Jean de Trécesson, the master of all cards… Now I want your … your…your tail! … and not your soul because that is hazardous waste and my final disposal dungeon is not EU-compliant…

…gosh dude we better run, before he kills us or before in worst case he will splatter water from that pond at us …

…and so the two chicken pups went back to their crib and  the white lady went back to the castle what she owns now alone because the unhappy poker player messed up his chance to escape from bankruptcy and the good conduct phase for ghosts is forever, so no personal insolvence and no  new life in the lap of luxury…that is a gloomy future even for a ghost

… therefore  he rather grabbed a fishing line and jumped from a tree with the cards in his hands…

… hey wait a minute… isn’t  he technically  the inventor of On-line Poker now ?

… hehehe yes and I hope he wins… he owns me a castle, a pond, a white lady and a carriage without horses…. I was sooo close ..

…don’t worry brother, next time I will have 5 a$$es too and together then we have ten and are unbeatable….

… oh man… beam me up scotty…

TO YOU  ALL