Jeremy D. Oneal, the half-Danish, half-American from Copenhagen, continues to crack casino sites in Danish, even before most of the world still believed Trustly was a spelling mistake.
Born in 1990 in Frederiksberg, just in time for the only slots available in Denmark being the clunky one-armed bandits that credited tickets on the ferry crossing into Sweden. My Danish father was a jazz drummer who lost more money than he made performing, at the old Casino Copenhagen, which isnt hard, and my mom, an American tax lawyer, who spent her days off lecturing her dads band members on why their sure-thing roulette strategies were mathematically aberrant. Weighing the risk of drowning on the way out of the party by age twelve, just to play some actual slots that paid more than 92% on the NetEnt slots on the boat to Malm.
I studied economics at the Copenhagen Business School, writing my bachelor's thesis about the liberalization in 2012, and financed every single semester with roulette tables and slots purely by redeeming every single welcome bonus up to 1000 kr + 100 free spins immediately after a new licensed Spillemyndigheden site opened its doors. It's still the original Excel file: 2,113 entries, deposit times, and the precise level of betting completed, with the support chats changing to Swedish when I was winning a little too regularly. It's the database of the unofficial Danish poker community, basically.
After college, I lived inside for a requisite five years in the freezer box, first as an analyst for responsible gaming at one of the big operators (this is the guy who had the task of phoning customers at 3 a.m. when the system alerted them), followed by a role as a compliance manager, where I actually helped drafted the rules that I relish breaking on stream years later. I quit in 2020, when the marketing people asked me to pimp a "VIP cash-back" offer that actually amounted to 0.3 percent rake-back, but they couched the favor in kindness. Yes, I kept the email trail.
In 2021, I was discovered by the team at BedsteCasino.org after a somewhat notorious 58-minute monologue I recorded, speaking fluent Copenhagen dialect about a newly Emerged dansk-licens casino site which was distributing 94.2% RTP builds to Danish IPs only. They asked me to be the lead commentator, but only if I could maintain this speaking style, as if I were sat at a plastic table somewhere in Flledparken with a cold Tuborg and no filter.
Now, at 35, it's me you see almost every night on your screens, in my apartment in Nrrebro, with three screens, far too much kind of kaffe consumed, paying with Danish cards and MobilePay, compelling customer support to speak proper Danish, not Google-translated Swedish, while calculating the exact split second for the payout, while chat is yelling UDBETALER DE NU ELLER HVAD?! . Yet, all bonus conditions listened to (including the 62-page written ones by lawyers who don't believe in fun) and marked precisely at the spot where they write maks gevinst fra bonus: 5000 kr in light gray on a slightly darker background.
As any of you whove followed me at BedsteCasino.org will attest, Im known to let a det her er jo ren rveri pass my lips when the circumstances are fishy, jump for joy as if the Danes just downed the Germans in a soccer match when a seven-figure payout appears in my account in under ten minutes, and call out any Spillemyndigheden or off-shore casino that thinks Danish players are just cold wallets with bad weather.
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