FU to the following people, my brother and his girlfriend, my future brother in law and his wife, and to my friend and his wife. We had made plans to have people over to play some poker, the kind you see on TV. Invites and shit, and they all bailed. At the last minute, or we didn't hear from them at all. I'll be at Wheelers in Sheepshead Bay if anyone wants to join me in drowning some of my sorrows. I know I should be all chin up young fella cause life is too short for that shit, but it still bugs me when we make plans and they fall through.
i hear ya man. i've had too many fuckers pull that kind of shit with me in the past... it pisses me off to no end.
If playing for pennies and nickels is considered degenerate, then I guess I am slowly edging into the abyss of primodrial sludge.
Im planning on rounding up some of my buddies, all throwing 20 bucks in a pot, passing out the chips, and all of us playing Texas Hold Em for the money.
Alkey was the big winner last night.
Bastard!
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I win!
next time there's a poker game, espically if it happens to be a nice friendly, cut-throat game of Texas Hold Em... lemme know so I can come and take all your loser's money. =)