"I won roughly a $1,900 Jackpot (I got an unexpected Mystery Progressive Jackpot. and received a W2G form and filed it with my taxes! This is my first W2G form ever and it was extensive to tell you, I had to put the Cashier name/Number who processed the Jackpot and a LOT of other little things. As I filed my W2G Form I thought of how time consuming it would have been if I had about 20 W2G Forms to fill out"
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Here's the rumors behind the news...
It was a dark and stormy night, and as usual Karen was perusing VCT and languidly pecking away at her computer.
The day had been quite harrowing: an old lady had accidentally shit herself in Walgreens and when the manager told Karen to mop it up she bristled, thinking "Some peoples gets all 'de a'tention., why couldn' 'dat be me?"
Emotionally strung out she felt pangs of jealousy and resentment while reading how much her wannabe bff, the hound, said he won almost every day: she decided it was her time to bask in the sun.
"Mammie, I and I has de best idea, I and I is gwine to tell dem white devils 'dat I and I won me my first jackpot, 'dat will impress dem to maybe t'inkin' I and I can be an AP."
Mammie stopped scrubbing the floor, looked at her middle aged step daughter and not for the first time wondered "What the hell is she still living wif' us fo' ? She has a job; too bad she blows it all on chicken and gambling."
"Chile, you knows dey is on to you an' yo' lyin' all de time, hows you gwine convince dem 'dat 'dis time you is tellin' de trufe?"
Karen stopped chomping and pondered, then smiled and said "Winners gets a W2-G: I and I will tells dem I and I gots one too."
Clueless as to what a W2-G was or actually looked like, Karen went to her "go to" source for gambling information, an out of date tome she'd found at Goodwill called "A Complete Idiot's Guide to Casino Gambling" by Rob SInger.
She crafted her email to VCT incorporating the info in the book, but her claim was immediately debunked as the ravings of a loon.
She had become a laughingstock once again.
"Mammie, life ain't fair. I and I tries so hard but dem white devils always finds ways to put me in my place."
Mammie said nothing, but thought to herself "Girl, yo' place be on de toilet, not squattin' over de flo'."
Karen concluded "I and I t'inks I and I will takes up 'dat sport bettin' thing next, specially tennis in Romania. 'Dat will impress even 'dat guy Red Tits."
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