AFTER a long time i feel like i can stand up and i do drenched in vomit and urine i walk down the street and reflect on my life ,every other step sends a chest pain and slows me down ,i think wow i may not really be effin cashing in after all i see a lady leaving a gas station washroom i run to her she drops key on ground i grab it fill the sink with water/soap thro my pants/shirt no underwear in the sink throw up again lite a smoke naked and think fuuuck im really messede up

i leave the washroom and buy a comb fix myself up see a cab jump in get him to drop me off 3 miles east of ballys at a locals bar i buy a pitcher sit at a table alone im sick thinking this lone wolf thing is crap .My hands tremble as the i lift the drink to my mouth ,bartender stopsserving me ,i call him outside he shows no fear but makes a good joke about not wantingt to fight me i lol like robert denerio in cape fear for 10 mins and bang it turns to tears like epic soap opera tears people looking at me and i balled like a grade 9 girl i couldnt stop i said eff it a few people made a crack about the vomit/urine smell as i made my way to a empty table facing the wall i looked at the brietly its 5;30 and im minding my business not sure what to do tonight....

Just tossing out brilliance like tip money, bighitter.

Glad you're feeling better.

God I am so calling everyone bighitter now.

Oh yeah, I'm 50. I stand as a boy before you sir.

are u alive OP?

he just posted that he was cool like 12 hours ago

ahh 530 staring at a wall soaked in piss and vomit, confirmed

better get checked out OP, we need s'more stories

If it aint wong, it aint right.

i look down at the jagged scars of the soft leather of my prada boats and think that close brush with death as made me more intresting ,i mean yeah i dont want to die but if i had 2 years to continue my good work in the desert then hey at 52 then im ready for my time to come right now im thining hows my good friend Gus doin as im sure he built up some good karma points sleeping with a obese shut-in and i think Leslie what a aging hot broad living in poverty ,good people old Gus workin the south strip ,MGM/TROP/MANDALAY/SOUTHPOINTand Hooters FOR THE 3.00 blackjack i lol even though im sitting in the middle of the V playing 1/3 UNGplus 3 as you young bucks say and i squeeze out a 57 UNSUITED as UNG popped it 9.00 out of bordem as i see a colony of tells i look at the blinds and see more of the same ung plus 2 and 3 fold i pop to 29.00 andlook at sick old local degen and say im going to use your 9.00 to buy nice wonton soup bighitter hmmmm i have a hand ooohhh first warning bigblinds fold UNG od time degen tanks and fold i show and say one bowl wonton on you 60 feet away from pokeroom ,old school sicko throws two bucks at me and says i pay tip if you shut up ....i take two bucks and say i hold for the bus ride in escrow for you ,lol.Dealer warns i say hey wheres that fresh lilly flower smell these days he looked spellbound flashed some horrible dental work and said i dont know ...i said that flower smell reminded me of a very very well maintained P#$@y and it often gave me a quasi erection during long session s ....i felt a hush and a suprised reaction and a warning as i squezzed out pocket 9s and raised 45.00

as i watch the action i look at my drunk meter ...good and my tilt meter good and think if im goin to cash in[DIE] in two years im leaving my modest BR to charity that will be my way of clearing up the rotten thingsive done i have one caller my rival old ugly washed up pro he flats so i think he cannot have a premium or he re-pops he has pocket jacks or maybe queens any ace or king on flop i go all in and booom 2 aces he bets out 25.00 i raise 225.00 he tanks folds i lol and say now i have spring rolls bighitter good laydown i can tell your a great player more so every session ,lol.He looks at me calls me a a-hole asian lady stands up in seat 7 to go washroom i say ....you watch out he steal chips when you go peepee she looks troubled i get another warning ,i sitback in my chair call out to a waitress ...hey gorgie bring me a bud baby ,and lol....

what was your re raise range on the AAx flop?

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Great stuff Mr wong
When i come to LV the beers are on me & the broads are on U )
i hope u felt a few Bighitters before i arrive hehe

need moar bighitter

lololololololol

Mrwong shoots the straight dope, living the life to the max. Big hitter OG fo lyfe. Savvy!

Wongs right. Poker players need to class it up a bit.

I took a long look down at my undone shirt cuffs Antonius style i know im ripping off his thing but back in the day i would buy stolen dresspants often the booster would rep size 35 for 32 and theres no change room with these guys so after a few smashes (drinks)my strides were hanging down showing a$$ crack so maybe someone stole that from me ,lol,back in circa 1984.I breathed in a deep breath of Venetian air re-counted my stack 705.00 sometimes its a sweet science im goin to book a 405.00 nite and walk over for a bowl of wonton i stand flash my hollywood smile and say...here to clean sheets and dirty women bighitters and with swagger and conviction walk 35 yards to the chop house as a brand new sicko degen from 2 nites ago that was sitting naked in a gas station toilet waiting for my pants/shirt to soak ,life is good baby lol....effin right .....

OP heading to the casino

as i enjoy my wonton i think life is good bowl of wonton and then i hit up the TAO night club all off a good session how many 52 year-old guys enjoy a bowl of wonton at this hour hmmm i look up and i see Jon lapoo a old long time degen from the mirage days shoving springrolls in his mouth crumbs sliding down his off rack dressshirt his 20 hairs strategically placed ,bad teeth ,bad face 6ft5 he shouts out Tonys dead .....i look up how he replies well hes a heroin degen i dont think we need effin dr quincy as rolls of batter roll down his shirt ..i say he was a stand up guy ...he argues ...just another broke degen we are getting old ....i go old bullchit 52 aint old he leans in and says in this niche its effin geriatric ....i say eff off im hitting the TAO he laughs your old you aint getting pu$$ie your efed in the head he walks away and says guys like you were fun at 22 now your pathetic

i finish my soup and make my way upstairs to the TAO ,i stop off at thye VIP line mention two names get ushered to level 3 where the pool is my fav spot there lots of non-bottle seating i find a good spot between a jerseyshore type entrouge and 3 young broads from jersey bridesmaids italian/jewish upper middle i sit down with drink in hand reflective over a loss of a good guy i look up to the sky say a toast and keep a low key sad/reflective sentiment and take a long sip and leerlonewolf style baby with a heavy heart.

after a while the one jersey chic asks can you hold my seat as i get a drink ...i say no no no... here baby here a hundo buy your friends one get me a gin and tonic and dont worry bout your spot i know people here i then give her a smile and tap her left thigh she lights up with her new found task and i think what the f#ck another broad another night how many could i have left better squeeze the sponze of life before i turn into lapoo i lol as i watch her chubby bum walk off hmmm

Check river imo

as i drink with mariena carteri i pick up a sour sentimentfrom hr two friends words like creepy ,old ,weirdo i eel thre becoming cackblockers but realy dont car i look at here raise my glass and say...sometimes you have to lose yourself to find yourself as i put my left hand onher24 year-old right thigh i feel this has the pot odds she asks me what i do i tell her pro poker player she asks if i met the notables i tell herim a notable ,lol,soon my mind drift away to a olddisturbing story about my recetly deceased friend i take a sip and nod to her boring banter ...and think i need to divide and conquer i grasp her long hair and say lets dance baby she standsup i feel great

This is not the line I would have chosen in this spot (prefer "professional investor"). But, then, the reality is that I'm not mrwong and can't say it the way he does.

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