I remember the first time I got my paid to play bonus. It was a Saturday, the moon was in its fullest form and the stars gazed down in all their heavenly glory. I had just gotten home from the gym and my girlfriend Vanessa was giving me a hard time about bills and the baby. I'll never forget that illustrious smile that first hit her face and then mine when I learned of the bonus. If I, a distinguished philosopher, ever again eat such brilliant tender, I only hope that the experience mimics the magesty and might of that one oh so pleasant night.