After the game was over I took a quick check on the weather in Dubuque. No shitting me. There really are thunderstorms there. Nice homework and/or admin living in Iowa. No let me explain what you did wrong.
This is one of those tables where "friends" accidentally bumped into each other and forgot that it wasn't Facebook. The inane chit chat about the weather was,
Comical. After dozens of tables where there is virtually no chat I am presented with a dialgue assualt. And the main chat responder was from Jackson. I googled the weather in Jackson. I can produce the pretty picture that shows Ms. lulu from Jackson mentioing how the weather is hotter everywhere but here. Maybe tomorrow. Wanted to blog about the bullshit first.
Statiscally, lulu is from Jackson Mississippi. Which is a fucking oven at this time of year. Making a statement that it's cold, cool, mild or even habitable without air conditioning is ludicrous.
Probability of being real humans? 20% of the table. Me and an evil admin. Probability of me checking more weather reports on bogus chat posts? About 100% plus or minus 0%
I have an extreme sense of identity and self confidence in regards to the topics I am passionate about. Foremost is hot Asian chicks, but I have invested so much time that Internet Poker will never be able to convince me that I'm a bad player. The rigged cards have been telling me I'm a bad player all week.
Me and the bone about to be eaten by the dog have a message for you.
Eat me.
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