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Friday, October 14, 2005

Liquor in the front, Poker in the rear.

POKER NIGHT BABY!!!



I have recently found a new appreciation for gambling... Poker in particular.
There is NO other greater satisfaction than taking an opponent, letting him think that he won, then just as he is about to rake in the chips, you CRUSH the mother fucker like a bug... His heart sinks, he feels like life isn't worth living anymore, he might even go hang himself tonight as he ponders on what COULD have been. Me, I have a MASSIVE smile on my face and am pointing and laughing at the loser.

This is what poker night is all about... That and there is an insane amount of booze and Mary Jane being taken in.









The other Chumps have been invited numerous times, but always have excuses like "I am with Bokkie tonight.", "Sorry, tonight is Lets go watch BALLET night.".

But we all know they just scared of walking away from Poker night a little lighter in the pockets and feeling like they were just penetrated in the anus by Bubba who has a dick as big as me.
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