I wanted to post about incontinence, but alas too many beers have runied my thoft proses and we while take about constituents her.
I ;ick some rooteens in my live. Oner of them is not making up words even though me and my crack team of word makers (me and the dog and some ahole with the last name of Webster that's complained on my Wikipedia entries) suggest I might be on to something.
After months of being cheated on PokerStars with no significant chat I expect and want it to be the same. I've got no reason to express my disgust to artificial intelligence. The flurry of chat activity on PokerStars screams of the criminal trying to make things right and covering their tracks.
Since the tables always take more than an hour for a sane human player to make headway I get to see dozens of rigged hands and fold. Douglas Adams would say, "So long and thanks for all the fish." I should say "So long and thanks for the bullshit." But I'm still interested in how you are going to try to cover up 11 years of bullshit.
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