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Last you were watching us we were in Austin, Texas. Oh the shit just pulled us. Yeah, we're getting it right in their head. Yeah, I've actually.
Some beef and cheese, 30. Do I need beef and cheese? America obviously sucks.
And then we left Austin, Texas
And that's when Ron Fola had to go home for Christmas.
One fold is a big
giant scary guy but he's obviously a family man he had to go home and do his christmas thing.
So me and Tristan said, look, we ain't got runfolds. Let's not have too much fun.
Because they're not going to record any of it.
So anyway...
We woke up and accidentally bought a Mercedes S63 AMG.
We were walking down the street, trip, oop, shit, car. And we didn't need it because obviously we already have five cars, but we bought another one. That's car number six.
So we're cruising in an I-63,
And we're talking about how
The Mercedes is the kind of car you can take to a business meeting. You can't really, I mean, you can take your Aston to a business meeting with a British businessman.
If you were going to see more sugar, you could take your Aspen.
But you couldn't take your ass in to go see Stefan Strauss in Frankfurt, because the Germans would be unhappy. You could go in a nice Mercedes.
So we're talking about how we finally have a car that allow us to see Stefan Strauss, which is obviously a fictional person.
And I was the same as we're driving past the Porsche carriage. And I said,
Could you take a nice horse to see Stefan's dress?
And he goes, "Yeah, I think you could."
So we went in there and bought a horse.
So within 24 hours we bought two cars.
So we're sitting in London. We have two cars.
and we're trying not to have fun waiting for a run-for-all.
So we decided to go
out to the club because when you don't want to have fun in england you go clubbing because it's not fun.
So we went out.
And it was so awful. It was so bad when we left the club at 2.30 a.m.
We sat around, sobered up for an hour and a half, got in both our cars and started driving towards Romania.
So we started driving to Romania, stopped in Paris,
I walked Luke's ass at chess, obviously schooled him up some.
Stayed in Paris for a few days, and then we realized, oh shit, because we don't normally pay attention to these kind of things, it's almost Christmas. Christmas is a thing for everyone but us. So we're like, oh fuck, it's Christmas. What are we going to do for Christmas?
And we decided to try and go to the most Christmasy place we could.
which in our minds we decided to be somewhere in Czech Republic, Prague. So we get into Germany, we're burning through Germany, and our new Porsche, our new Mercedes,
And a snowstorm hits.
So we ended up getting stuck in Hamburg, Germany.
We stayed in Hamburg for two days during the snow.
We spent Christmas Day in a Hamburg hotel.
except
I don't know. I mean, was it Christmas Eve? A bit...
But I wasn't really in the Christian spirit.
*music* Dennis Aikido, you don't know Aikido bro.
Couple people were rude to me. Just like...
They tried to tow my car because I parked in a disabled bay.
Like they don't know I'm not a stable.
They don't know. Just because I ain't got a sticker, I'm gonna fucking remove my car on purpose over a sticker.
Pussy ass. So I didn't really like that. So like, okay, fuck Germany.
but we're stuck in the snow, so we're going really, really slowly. It was freezing cold.
Freezing cold and like fog, you know that thick fog. You're going 25 miles an hour on the motorway. We have winter tires, but there's snow on the motorway. It's fog. You're going 20 miles an hour. We're getting nowhere.
Eventually we got to Prague two days after Christmas.
So we're in Prague now. And Prague feels Christmasy.
Prague is Christmasy.
So we're in Prague, it's pretty cool, it's Christmas Eve.
We're speaking to the concierge guy, what are we doing New Year's Eve in Prague? He said, New Year's Eve in Prague is dry, everything's closed.
So now we're going to move on again. So we can't just chill. So we're on the road. We're road banding.
on the road
Barely sleeping, just driving, driving, driving, driving.
So from Prague, we ended up to, we have some friends in Slovakia, and we decided to go to Slovakia.
to try.
and have fun.
Now also, I have a beef in Slovakia.
And my beef is there's a casino there that took all my money
about six years ago.
Six years ago,
I had about, I just fought and I had some money. I had about maybe 10,000 euro to my name.
Back then to me, I mean now, it still is a lot of money, 10 grand.
And when I say all my money, that was all my money.
And I'm sitting in England and I'm like, you know what? I don't trust England anymore. Fuck England. I'm going to go. I want to leave eventually. I'm going to go to Slovakia and start a Slovak bank account.
I put my money in there and hide my money abroad because I thought it was some kind of fucking cheat.
So I'm just lucky I bought a betting account and put my money in there and everything's good.
Then it's a Sunday night. I take some girl, the barmaid from the local club. I went out with her on a Sunday night. I went to her on a date for dinner. Da-da-da-da-da.
She wouldn't bang. She goes home 1130. 1130 Sunday night. We'll see you.
Nothing. What's over?
Because you know.
Long story short, I lost all my money that night broke it.
When I say all, I mean all, bro. Like, it was just, it was the worst luck.
Like, it's just like, how could I have lost that badly? I was spinning, and it was kinda going up and down, and then I lost a bunch.
and everything
I remember I had been black, like,
11 times in a row or something. I was like, shh. And I know that anyone who knows gambling knows that this is called the Gambler's Fallacy, that just because it's happened to black a bunch, it doesn't make it any more likely to be read the next thing. It's still 50/50.
"But when you've seen black 11 times, "you're like, surely it's gonna be red.
So I'd already lost like four grand by then. I thought, fuck it, I'll get another three grand out, but three grand on red, black.
I just got fucking wiped out. The worst thing about this story is there was a point. I'm sitting there with my friend Nero.
who's a fucking serious gambling addict, but gee.
And he goes, it's going to be 29, Ted. Fucking fuck this casino, number 29. We put everything on fucking 29. This is my last money.
We put our 129 at 29 here.
- Bro, I went from, bro, I was 800 short of my 10 grand. I was down to a grand, 29 here, I'm back at 9,200.
And instead of just accepting the 800 loss, Trina's just going, you know what, I lost 800.
It's fine, I'm over it. No. I'm like, no, I'll get the last bit back. Wiped out, bro. And when I lost that money, I had to borrow money for a flight home. I couldn't pay rent. I couldn't eat. That was all my money.
It hurt me to my core. Now there's a lot of casinos I've been in, you go in and you don't really know. But with this casino, I know for a fact
I've been there once and I lost 10 grand. They owe me 10 grand.
So for New Year's, I decided to go back to this town
And get my fucking money back.
Now, my Instagram story, the footage I'm putting in here is stuff from my Instagram story. Long story short, I got seven grand in my money back.
It's a pretty good fucking turnout.
They got pissed off they saw me. Because when I walked in, the manager remembered me. He goes, oh, a long time. And he's stupid smile. I was like, damn, motherfucker, yeah.
I walked out, seven grand, seven, now they're only three grand of my money.
So I got my money back in Slovakia, like a G.
Jumped in the waves.
Came back here to Booker Restaurant.
That's what we've been doing all this time. None of it was failed.
None of it. It was a road trip adventure. Everything you possibly think of that went wrong, went wrong. Madness. And it would have been the best
Two weeks of series to take confidential, and literally none of it was filmed.
What were you doing? Just some loot in it. It's back home.