I can see I'm gonna get pretty cold playing this game. Still,
whooor, eh?
Sam Fox Strip Poker? S'gotta be a winner, innit?
(dribble, slaver, drool, stream of sexist blubbering).
Yep, it's true. You too can bet your shirt in a game of
naughty poker with Samantha Fox. No, ya big loop, not the
real one, a sooper dooper on-screen digitised one. Is it any
good, though, I hear you smirk? Well, all comments about the
dubious logic behind computer-based strip poker aside, it's not
really all that bad, mate.
Using Sammy's much coveted bod as a gimmick for a game
of this type would be a bit naff if the game itself was a feeble
excuse for a pervy cardgame. But as it happens it's not.
The program features a high degree of artificial intelligence,
it says 'ere, so that Sammy analyses your play and alters her
strategy accordingly. Hmm. I don't know whether this is strictly
true, or whether she can actually see my cards, it's hard to
say. But she did seem to know if the hand she had was worse
than mine. Helpful if you want to win, I'd have said. And she
does. Time after time after time! Look, you can call me a perv if
you want, but the main thing that really bugged me was that
Sammy doesn't take her clothes off! Even if you win two or
three hands in a row she is still pictured wearing what looks
like every piece of clothing she owns. Damn and Blast!
So, if the combined thrill of gambling and naked bodies fills
you with anticipation, then off
you go, with my blessing. But
before you get too excited, I
warn you. It's not easy!
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