Excuse me, but ...
... I've got to gloat, just a wee bit.
Maybe Iggy is right. Dear God, what a nice night I had tonight. It was like a neverending line of short school buses stretched to the horizon, full of people who wanted to sit at my table and play cards.
You've got to love it when, holding 55, the flop comes 234, and when you bet strong, you get raised stronger by someone holding AK. God bless her hydrocephalic head, especially when she goes all in with nary an A or K in sight.
You've got to love it when you pair an A on the flop, get another on the turn and and the same special ed student raises your strong bet on the river holding KK. Ma'am, I thank you and my children thank you.
You've got to love it when you're holding AJ, you flop an A and a J, and someone holding 10-10 raises and reraises you all the way to the river. Your contributions to my bankroll will not be forgotten.
You've got to love it when you make your second pair on the river, and some thorazine-addict with a busted flush draw goes all-in. You just can't buy retardation like that!
Really, I tried to give you guys a break tonight. I tried to watch the NCAA tourney and forget all about poker. But the cards, they kept calling me, man, they kept calling me. Much like you fish at Party Poker tonight. You saw me folding hand after hand. You saw me only bet my very strong hands. You saw me take pot after pot from you. And yet, you kept calling me. Without a hand, without a draw, you kept calling, dammit! You just don't see that sort of commitment these days. Words cannot express my gratitude.
I love you guys. I hope to see you all again, very soon.
Maybe Iggy is right. Dear God, what a nice night I had tonight. It was like a neverending line of short school buses stretched to the horizon, full of people who wanted to sit at my table and play cards.
You've got to love it when, holding 55, the flop comes 234, and when you bet strong, you get raised stronger by someone holding AK. God bless her hydrocephalic head, especially when she goes all in with nary an A or K in sight.
You've got to love it when you pair an A on the flop, get another on the turn and and the same special ed student raises your strong bet on the river holding KK. Ma'am, I thank you and my children thank you.
You've got to love it when you're holding AJ, you flop an A and a J, and someone holding 10-10 raises and reraises you all the way to the river. Your contributions to my bankroll will not be forgotten.
You've got to love it when you make your second pair on the river, and some thorazine-addict with a busted flush draw goes all-in. You just can't buy retardation like that!
Really, I tried to give you guys a break tonight. I tried to watch the NCAA tourney and forget all about poker. But the cards, they kept calling me, man, they kept calling me. Much like you fish at Party Poker tonight. You saw me folding hand after hand. You saw me only bet my very strong hands. You saw me take pot after pot from you. And yet, you kept calling me. Without a hand, without a draw, you kept calling, dammit! You just don't see that sort of commitment these days. Words cannot express my gratitude.
I love you guys. I hope to see you all again, very soon.
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