Lotto tickets? Hehe. I don't believe in that shit. You'll just keep playing while hoping for a miracle, but get your hope sliced in hot soup and thrown on your face.

Or had the barmaid that had served me looked like a robber's dog?

This part got me giggling. Hehe, this one, the Good Lady let you out. You decided to paint the town with alcohol🤣.

Also, your friend is one big baby. Get him those pot noodles and let him release his wrath on them.