


A bnot so brief history of my relationship with Freckledmom:
My investigative career launched with playing on PokerStars. Since this was ages ago without the 400k+ hands of experience I have now I cut my teeth playing a ton of Omaha Hi-Lo. When the cards were random there's a better chance of getting fed with a winner because some pots are split. After pushing too many buttons and angering the admins who could rig the cards that made my life miserable, I did what they wanted. There are other fish in the sea.
The second site I played on was Party Poker, which I can't play anymore because I don't live in a place the racist bastards consider adequate to play on, even in free money games. Granted the exodus came after I was already through with them.
The next fish in the ocean was Absolute. Having played more games of O hi-lo than hold'em it was my first choice. Eventually I gained enough chips to feel comfortable at playing 20k buy in no limit games. Being careful and having cast a 34th level Patience spell with all my mana I garnered more play money chips than I'll ever need since my palimony suit with Sora only requires 200 a month.
Before I searched for target #3, I found Freckledmom on Absolute and my first real taste of the "race table". I could always count on a mathematically ridiculous game. And I didn't have to even play. I could just sit back, collect the screenshot and put the crappiest movie I could find on the (sadly) VHS player and go to sleep.
A succession of other sites - NLOP and their point system including gaining points by clicking on ads. CityPoker after being mailed a booklet. UltimateBet and their taunts based on my screen name. Brief visits at Bodog and Pacific Poker, etc...
Now, my confidence which should be damaged by my apparent lack of skill after losing so much is inflated higher than Charlie Sheen's ego. You want to cheat and you think no one notices? I notice. And with encouragement from a friend that no longer gets cheated at real money games The Big Lay Down was born.
PokerStars f'ed up my pc with registry values that wouldn't allow me to create a second account on my pc. No problem. Bought a used pc for $50. It has nothing on it but PokerStars. Hack away. The same math related and lack of humanity related problems abound. We are now getting close in the timeline to where we are now.
After a long Absolute absitence I decide to pop in for a friendly visit. Freckledmom - the gal with the great cards that played for 20 hours a day, got ridicuously great cards and made sure to raise on them has apparently died before my cancer ridden crack team member.
I don't want to sound cocky, but....fuck it yes I do. Internet Poker may finally start to be realizing that policing a game with AI set on raise mode is not the best advertisement they ever thought of.
Freckledmom is never around anymore. I search every single log in. It doesn't matter - you've already given me enough evidence.
Or maybe the raising is for PokerStars Chuck Bucks.
How many bucks would a woddchuck buck if a woddchuck could Chuck Bucks?
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