This one was taught to me by your grandfather after I got caught in 5th grade betting my milk money that a boy couldn't eat a whole ice cream sandwich in one bite. Could I afford to not drink milk that day? Sure. Was it worth my Dad coming to school and reaping my grandmother's wrath when I got home? Nope.
My point really is that gambling isn't always done in a casino, we take chances every day, sometimes without thinking about the consequences. If you always ask yourself "What's the big picture? Am I risking far more than I think?", your regrets may end up to be few.
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But what happened to the porker who could down the ice cream?
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