Clyde - nice icon. Give's me a chance to post about a subject other than the fraud of internet poker, and still post about the fraud of internet poker.
Ouch! Pinched myself since I didn't believe this coincidence could possibly be something other than a dream. For good measure, when Jarah was done tickling me I pinched myself again. Then I pinched her and the lawyers got involved and I had to settle for curling up in a bal and crying myself to sleep.
Let's get the poker stuff out of the way before I say what I really want to. As always, the randomness of the cards is suspect. I find it difficult to believe that I can play for so long and fold so many hands late into the game where I am always the shortest stack on the table before I finally get something worth betting on. OVER 8 YEARS! This table with Clyde from hemet had the old tried and true "I didn't know an ace was high" jackass sitting in. (The other trick is the "I didn't know I was playing for low." jackass.)
I did take first, but I was bottled up for more than an hour when I could have been licking ice cream and Asian hottie lawyer's toes. (Yes, a disturbing image....one I wish to forget, too.)
Now, the bridge between internet poker and Scientology.
I hate fraud. When you buy that submarine from the Johnson Smith Company that claims to hold two people and you paid $40 for cardboard, well, you pretty much deserve to lose your money. (Bonus points if you remember the Johnson Smith rip off catalogue.) If you believe that a Nigerian goernment official is going to split his millions with you if you help him get the money released, you deserve to lose your money. If you ever buy a quality product for $19.95 and get a second one free you deserve to lose your money. And this is just boring old news and/or common sense. If it seems to be too good to be true, it is. Suckers.
Internet poker preys upon the addicts.
So does Scientology.
A rational person only needs to spend about half an hour on the internet to discover the bullshit that Scientology is. Fortunately they are going down at a rapid pace. When I sit at an AI filled poker table I like to scan where the other "players" are from. Someone from Hemet?!?
You must be kidding. I just happened to bump into you?
Hemet California is the home of Scientology's infamous Gold Base. This is where tax exempt slave labor works on producing pro-Scientology materials for working at wages of $40 a week (I'm not making this up) and has razor wire pointing INWARDS so the clueless slaves don't get to know what is going on in the real world.
And get this - the 300 or so people trapped inside have never seen a picture of Jarah. Me an my crack team of Asian hottie lovers (me and the dog) will be at an Anonymous protest next year and......Jarah's lawyers will stop me from giving them a slight moment of happiness.
Where the fuck is my V mask?
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