Ye scurvy dogs be warn'd, Balatro be banished for gamblin'! Fans, keep yer tongues in check 'afore the authorities come knockin'!
2024-03-01
Avast ye scurvy dogs! 'Tis said by the mighty Creator Localthunk, "I doth not give me blessing upon such foolishness as gamblin'." So put away yer dice and cards, or ye be walkin' the plank! Arrr!
Arrr, me hearties! Listen up ye scurvy dogs! 'Tis I, the great Creator Localthunk, speakin' to ye from beyond the digital realm. I be tellin' ye now, I do not condone the foul practice of gamblin'! Aye, 'tis true. 'Tis a surefire way to lose yer hard-earned booty faster than ye can say "Shiver me timbers!"Ye see, me mateys, gamblin' be a wicked vice that can lead to ruin and despair. 'Tis like walkin' the plank without a safety net, I tell ye! The thrill of the game may be temptin', but mark me words, the consequences be dire.
So heed me warning, me hearties. Do not be lured by the siren song of gamblin'. Keep yer wits about ye and hold fast to yer treasure. Remember, 'tis better to have a steady hand on the wheel than to risk it all on a roll of the dice.
So raise a tankard of grog in honor of Creator Localthunk, the wise and noble ruler of the digital seas. And remember, me buckos, stay true to yer course and sail clear of the treacherous waters of gamblin'!