I keep trying to go broke, but I can't get much action so I am degening by betting sports and playing limit holdem - which I am absolutely terrible at. But I run pretty f'n awful. Minbetaments, what a horrible game.
I'm due for an insane heater. Like godmode bink everything that moves status. Too bad cards have no memory. I am not sure why i'm writing this. Moose thinks he has fans. It's cute.
Dudu is an absolute tard. Nothing we didn't know. He's living in a condemned shack with some degenerate friend of his.
3up keeps telling me I am in bad headspace and I need a vacation. He's probably right.
I want to hurt someone bad for like 30-40k. Is that too much to ask? Maybe bust a roll or two, you know, like I used to do it in 2008. Maybe bust my own roll in the process.
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FTP I would like a check in the mail. Thanks. Ivey and crew pay your debts you deadbeats.
Wednesday, February 08, 2012
Saturday, February 04, 2012
I want to go broke.
Really, I do.
Summary of todays events:
Morning time: Notorious fish Hit n Runner comes to play 25-50 EURoZ, wins 2 flips in 8 hands. Leaves.
Evening time: I suck so I play bad and lose. Nothing new. Scummy Euro who whined about being hit n run yesterday (by an even bigger idiot) in 6max games plays till he wins a 200bb pot off me to get even... then snap sits out. I say nothing. Guy keeps sitting there. I say nothing. Guy asks me to go play stakes half of what we were playing. WTF? jesus christ. Where do these people come from? GFYS. If you're gonna hit n run me, good for you. What are you sitting there for and asking me to play half lower for? I say no so he talks some shit. Then comes to my other table and asks to play lower again and talks more shit. Then he calls me an asshole. Yeah. I'm the asshole here. Okay fine, I'll be the asshole. Please fall down a fire escape and spend the rest of your life sucking apple juice through a straw. We'll call it even.
I want to go on record and say that I firmly believe that lure of easy money in poker has attracted the most gutless scummy piles of human feces that exist. I've touched on this before, but I will say it again: Poker is full of the bottom of society, people that get off in scratching other people's cars for no reason other than it makes them feel good to make someone else feel bad.
Don't get me wrong, I have met some genuinely great people in poker, some of them have become close friends of mine, guys I will probably be friends with for the rest of my life, but they are few and far between.
With that said, I don't know why I am playing. I really don't like money. I wish someone would come and bust my accounts - it's time I went broke and we closed up this blog.
FTP YOU CAN KEEP MY MONEY. And Ferguson, I hope you get an assortment of venereal diseases from the ladyboys in Thailand or where ever it is you are currently hiding.
Countdown to busto starts now.
Summary of todays events:
Morning time: Notorious fish Hit n Runner comes to play 25-50 EURoZ, wins 2 flips in 8 hands. Leaves.
Evening time: I suck so I play bad and lose. Nothing new. Scummy Euro who whined about being hit n run yesterday (by an even bigger idiot) in 6max games plays till he wins a 200bb pot off me to get even... then snap sits out. I say nothing. Guy keeps sitting there. I say nothing. Guy asks me to go play stakes half of what we were playing. WTF? jesus christ. Where do these people come from? GFYS. If you're gonna hit n run me, good for you. What are you sitting there for and asking me to play half lower for? I say no so he talks some shit. Then comes to my other table and asks to play lower again and talks more shit. Then he calls me an asshole. Yeah. I'm the asshole here. Okay fine, I'll be the asshole. Please fall down a fire escape and spend the rest of your life sucking apple juice through a straw. We'll call it even.
I want to go on record and say that I firmly believe that lure of easy money in poker has attracted the most gutless scummy piles of human feces that exist. I've touched on this before, but I will say it again: Poker is full of the bottom of society, people that get off in scratching other people's cars for no reason other than it makes them feel good to make someone else feel bad.
Don't get me wrong, I have met some genuinely great people in poker, some of them have become close friends of mine, guys I will probably be friends with for the rest of my life, but they are few and far between.
With that said, I don't know why I am playing. I really don't like money. I wish someone would come and bust my accounts - it's time I went broke and we closed up this blog.
FTP YOU CAN KEEP MY MONEY. And Ferguson, I hope you get an assortment of venereal diseases from the ladyboys in Thailand or where ever it is you are currently hiding.
Countdown to busto starts now.
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