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Well, our winner was one WILD AND CRAZY Guy! And evidently, quite the dreamer. He decided that I complained too much about no one leaving comments - so he did. And How! Bottom line is Congratulations Al M. for a fine victory - even though you are a little NUTZ! You can beleive me or not on this one - read for yourself! (Mom, you should probably quite reading here - Al's is the kind of guy that EVERYONE warns you about!)The Comments:This is the story of the little boy that could. Could what, you ask? No one really fucking cares. The little bastard called our bluffs and took our chips away. He then proceeded to drink every last beer in the fridge and eat all the M&M's in the bowl. What a little bitch. While the fucker was telling everyone about all the bad beats he gave, we all went out and pissed in his gas tank. As we were all sitting in the garage smoking' our Camel's, the little turd walked out. He said his good byes while counting our money (What a dick!!). He then got into his car and drove away. Shit! We pissed into the wrong gas tank (Tim's going to be pissed). Charlie, our mechanic, said he would fix the gas tank for $300. We all had to go back downstairs and put a $50 in the pumpkin. We all came with high hopes and walked away with sore fingers and empty wallets. The only thing that could possibly make us feel better was to beat the shit out Darnel. The back woods prick that made us piss into the wrong damn tank. That was the last time we trust a squirrel eating red neck. Who knew the mullet head prick was packing a .22 semi auto. Mark will be missed. The good news was we were able to sell his boy on the black market and now we all have enough money for the next five weeks. The bad news is that Darnel talked us all into investing in a restaurant that serves squirrel meat. Not us, after 12 beers we were ready to believe anything. As for the ass wipe that took our money, well he got pulled over by seedy state trooper who gave him a handcuff ride he will so not forget. Moral of the story: Buy more Bath & Body Works stuff so this sorry son of a bitch won't get to leave work early on Fridays! Good night you all, play well. May all your pots be monsters and your cards be live. That is, unless you play against me!You can, as always, check the stats and RSVP for Friday at:http://www.Technobiz.net/PokerAnd, we will be playing again this Friday, August 14, 2009 at 7:30 PM for a standard 20.00 game. Hope to see lots of you and till then. . . PLAY WELL!!!Tim614-206-5524614-775-9066"100 Years from now, it will not matter how much money I had, where I lived or what my clothes were like. But the world might be a little better because I was important in the life of a child." T.Prawdzik, Sr.
Well, our winner was one WILD AND CRAZY Guy! And evidently, quite the dreamer. He decided that I complained too much about no one leaving comments - so he did. And How! Bottom line is Congratulations Al M. for a fine victory - even though you are a little NUTZ! You can beleive me or not on this one - read for yourself! (Mom, you should probably quite reading here - Al's is the kind of guy that EVERYONE warns you about!)
The Comments:
This is the story of the little boy that could. Could what, you ask? No one really fucking cares. The little bastard called our bluffs and took our chips away. He then proceeded to drink every last beer in the fridge and eat all the M&M's in the bowl. What a little bitch. While the fucker was telling everyone about all the bad beats he gave, we all went out and pissed in his gas tank. As we were all sitting in the garage smoking' our Camel's, the little turd walked out. He said his good byes while counting our money (What a dick!!). He then got into his car and drove away. Shit! We pissed into the wrong gas tank (Tim's going to be pissed). Charlie, our mechanic, said he would fix the gas tank for $300. We all had to go back downstairs and put a $50 in the pumpkin. We all came with high hopes and walked away with sore fingers and empty wallets. The only thing that could possibly make us feel better was to beat the shit out Darnel. The back woods prick that made us piss into the wrong damn tank. That was the last time we trust a squirrel eating red neck. Who knew the mullet head prick was packing a .22 semi auto. Mark will be missed. The good news was we were able to sell his boy on the black market and now we all have enough money for the next five weeks. The bad news is that Darnel talked us all into investing in a restaurant that serves squirrel meat. Not us, after 12 beers we were ready to believe anything. As for the ass wipe that took our money, well he got pulled over by seedy state trooper who gave him a handcuff ride he will so not forget.
Moral of the story: Buy more Bath & Body Works stuff so this sorry son of a bitch won't get to leave work early on Fridays! Good night you all, play well. May all your pots be monsters and your cards be live. That is, unless you play against me!
You can, as always, check the stats and RSVP for Friday at:
http://www.Technobiz.net/Poker
And, we will be playing again this Friday, August 14, 2009 at 7:30 PM for a standard 20.00 game. Hope to see lots of you and till then. . .
PLAY WELL!!!
Tim
614-206-5524
614-775-9066
"100 Years from now, it will not matter how much money I had, where I lived or what my clothes were like. But the world might be a little better because I was important in the life of a child." T.Prawdzik, Sr.