Fool of me! All of me is foolish! Like a player of games I proclaim my luck when luck is sure to come to those who place their foolish coin at luck's beckon. "Here!" says the fool, "my turn has come. I have struck zero before striking zero!" Ay, and the wise man knows nothing of this luck for games of chance, which only grant the fool lucky, are luckily avoided when one is wise. Poor luck makes the man poor, and a poor man requires good luck an so 'a ever plays his games which demand both poor luck and luck at once. The wheel of luck spins as arbitrarily as the roulette wheel.
The next best thing to winning a wager is losing one. It's the sweat that counts.
Bump
Sometimes, there's no wheel. Women never talk to me.
