Kidding. Just another cheap shot to get hits on this blog. Jarah is dating a rock musician who is a Scientologist, but when they break up I'm pretty much golden as my freezer is full of Ben and Jerry's ice cream and her addiction knows no bounds.Tonight's fun sit and go was a copy of last night. My cards and draws were to say the least - sucking the back end of a skunk. Yet, still, I manage to corner a second place finish and add a few chips to my free money "let's investigate the scam" crap.
No need to post the pretty pictures of the table and postions and player names. Over the past three weeks PokerFrauds has made every move possible to prove my point that this is not just 8 people randomly hooking up before servicing the wife or Jarah and calling it a night and going to bed. It's an, "Oh my lover f***ing shiznot! this chump has a lot of play money chips, let's play to make him lose instead of playing to win!"
Tonight's loser of choice I4get. Which included some meaningless numbers in the handle afterwards "IT was the eventually first place finisher. "IT" was the one that raised on almost every single hand. "IT" is short for "intelligence tech" which described the play of the whole table. And "IT", which I have to call 'it' behaved like an 'it' instead of a real human I can't classify as male or female.
And in the few characters of chat reported, "IT" complained about how slow the play was. "IT" could have simply moved on to Fail Blog and watched the photo of Jarah trying to jack up the car which didn't work because the Ben and Jerry's holding up the back end melted and the back end flopped. The YouTube video on this is hilarious.
Me and my crack team of Ben and Jerry experts (me and the dog) realize we are getting a bit too Monty Python silly, so let me splain some of the math over the past two sit and gos.
Everyone except me has had a killer pat hand pre-draw nine or lower. I continue to tough it out and watch as all these alleged players get these great cards and get the luxury of raising. I get to fold a lot.
Which I'm real damn good at. Drag it out. Make me play short stacked.
And I still took second place in two consecutive sits.
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The dog had his bones. Just like l-tryptophan on a human he seem's to be settling in for the night setting into a drug induced sleep. Before winking his eyes at me one last time he looked up at me and said...
"Ummmmghhhhh"
Me and my crack team of expert dog translators spent three hours on this.
The translation was -
Go to bed. Give me a cookie and let's deal with this shit tomorrow.
Yes, I will.
PokerFrauds - see you at 12:00 am on Friuday morning. Me vs. your AI. You can't waste my entire chip stack. Good luck.
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