Poker night recap: Soloman_Grundie -$7.30 (estimated)
Me: -.20
Guy from work: +$4.25
Other Guy From Work (the bastard): +$11.80
I had a real good night until guy from work #2 plopped down at about 11:30 and wanted to play. He has this really bizzare betting style where he lays it down real heavy now and then and plays REAL tight the rest of the time and he ended up stealing antes from me to the tune of about $6.00 until about four in the morning . . . I started pegging his hands at about two, but by then he was getting catious and I couldn’t get him in on any hand where I had some cards . . . Moral: When you’ve been playing poker for five hours, you are up %300, and fresh meat plops down, and a little voice inside you says, “We are tired. We need to quit,” LISTEN!
Well then I guess i wont be taking the lessons from you, I want my fuckin money back.
That’s what I tried to tell you. It’s what sparked Joshy to start singing Kenny Rogers.
Actually I was down $9.60, give or take a dime.
Dude, after *last* night, I don’t even want to talk about Joshi singing Kenny Rogers.