i smoke and lean against wall look for marks look mostly for monies on felt thats paramount ,then for grinders ,then for drunk tourists ,you see this life is about greed and fear and guilt ,you feel guilt about being apart of something that chews people up and spits them out ,many life tilters blow there brains out you just dont here about it .The other is greed ,greed for monies greed for p2USSIES greed for action greed to feed narcissism bottomless pitt of emptyness and sorrow sometimes loneliness,i buy a beer check my pomadour and go next door to the flamingo making eye contact with young cali broads ,they stare back thinking im a whale ,the suit bighitter is the key to the city the key to p7ssies international ,the suit is bigslick with a pain flop

Standing ovation ...

What exactly is a bighitter so I can follow this right? What would be a synonym?

http://www.dictionary.com/browse/big-hitter

thats the thing about being tapped ,it skews your game it skews your lense on life ,i mean owing bread all over town and oweing some stand up 75 year -old man for a great suit ,a guy a real guy needs to do what you have to do ...i get seated in a game the table looks bad but like a diamond in a hill of gravel theres a couple of drunk tourists i take my seat give the chip runner my last 400.00 thats it no BR its all on felt i squeezze 39 off and muck i look around the room a waitress brings me a bud i flash my hollywood smile i feel like this is my effin place in life as a domestic riff takes place as seat 2 buys in again with some kook town railbird wife violently bringing the opposition i feel i have ing a
edge in this niche a 52/48 type but better yet a hold on a moment of clarity that is i aint leaving this this is good eff it this is what i am i take a good swig and say out loud ...life is good baby....life is good

i look down at the felt move the french cuffs do the math for every 5 borrowed owe 6 weekly the universal loan shark juice fee ,i take a swig of bud im at the 6 hour mark just passed lightly liquored running very well as i can crack the nut if i leave now with the exception of my old italian suit merchant damn i owe him 75.00 yet i squeeze a suited 23 with the chip i call a 15.00 raise from a old asian lady with fake jewlery gold tooth ,shes a nit and with that opening she has aces kings ,i look at two drunk laywers from kentucky and finish a story as i have been running them over all session but there drunk and amused by my conversation

the flop 944 a good flop for her kings min but i think i have 34 not 23 and think i hit dream flop she looks for value on a 3/4 pot 25.00 bet i tank and call after a long struggle thinking this is good i can pay the old man ...the turn is a j another good card if she has kk but it brings forth a two tone flush draw ....she bets now more for protection a 120.00 bet i call the river is a3rd club i think she cant give me credit she bets 100.00 i tank go all in she instafolds and swears in manderin i figure i should show my trip 4s as she a old lady nice thing to do and instead show 3 high she swears in english and looks at me like she reading a book ,handsome,slimy ,damaged,diluted ,loyal,lazy,sick she just studies me and says as she stands your end up broke alone and old like the others ,i hear dealer yell seat open as she walks off as i stack i can pay off my debts plus hit the town i smile and feel great as i ask for trays i toast the two chubby lawyers and cash in life is good baby life is good.

I love you

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i stash my BR in my moneybelt a hollowed opening in a belt i leave two double sw bucks 20.00 for a few beers as i buy one at the gift shop and head home i walk with great ease tropican to nellis thinking i can crack the nut on debts try and build a roll and do my thing as a early 80s mercedes benze 500 4dr parks in front of my path as the passenger front window glides down i walk over a italian chubby dean martin looking guy locks eyes with me i think whos this effer as i put my hands on the roof and give him my tough guy crazy look ...he barks out hey kid you know Mr #$$Y^@^@ ou ... i dont say boo but pause he looks irritated he replies the old man who fronted you that suit you effin mooch c-sucker you ...my heart starts a pounding i say oh yes i know him he cuts me off with get in the car jump in the back seat ...i think hard on that and look back as hes by himself and i could easily run ,i look back into the car his face flush red with anger ...im not going to ask again kid get into the backseat ,ill give you a ride home ..i open the benz back door slam the door as he hits the gas i see him gunning me off in the mirror i ask him if he wants a black cat he takes one i reach over with a light ,he gives me the universal nod of thanks .... i take a deep drag as we head west in silence and regret enjoying a smoke as a stench of dread makes me forget about some local waitress p7ssy real quick...

i walk with uncomfortable ease as the midnoon heat/traffic send tremors thru my hung over body as i sweat this ruins my pompadour but i feel great becouse im on a roll its a opiate running thru my bloodstream gamblers highso good and i feel llike i got a 12 inch cack ,head high,confident squint ,little half smile like a young mickey rourke ,shirt undone 4 bottons stench of royal copenhagen as i light a smoke i head over for a smash a bud and hotdog breakfest combo couple blocks east of bellagio behind ballys the bar is full i see one of my old buddys from the mirage era he was in my one story where he played wingman and made love to a 500 pound shut in ,he came to vegas in 89 driving a 89 hond civic a grad gift he and the car never left vegas he was drinking a beer byhimself next to two tourist i walk over smiling thinking im going to pull out the needle on this effer

i put my arm around lets call him Hank the perpetual intellectual smallstakes degen pro 1/2 grinder living in sad weekly seigals like me and say whats happening bighitter ,i can tell right away hes running pretty goodhe looks up and says life is good baby as i steal one of his doLlar bills off the bar he looks at me angry puzzled ,i say its all good its going to the girl he winces as he see this as ev negative ,i put my arm around his shoulder and say hey ....did you make things right with jimmie he stopped drinking on cue and slammed his bud down ..what what you mean ,i take a long sip as my hot dog comes i open the ketchup packages slowly as he stands his eyes full of fear and say he s over there behind those guys at the table,i take a bite of the hotdog Hank looks long and is griped by fear

day in the life of the 1/2 live grind eh

It won't last that long. The new generation is generally so anti-social and narcissistic they make sitting at the poker table a miserable experience for recreational players of any age. It's sure death for poker on a large scale.

i sit in the backseat of the benz light a smoke my hands tremble ,i know i effed up not paying the old man ,i watch as the guy who picked me up has a heated conversation with 5 or 6 italians dressed in trashy designer clothing unloading boxes out of a truck .Time ticks by as i throw my smoke out the window i could easily run away i could even drive off as the keys are in the car but you just dont play your cards that way with these guys i know there not going to kill me over a few bucks but i know these guys unloading the truck will be beating on me quickly ,every once in a while a guy needs to be a man and pay the piper .......i take my sports coat off and my shirt as they mean alot to me and i have my br stashed in my moneybelt i take my gold herringbone chain off put it in my sock there all heading over now i light a smoke open the door throw my shirt/coat off to the side stand with the smoke in my mouth there 15 feet away speaking italian the first guy comes at me i throw my smoke right smack in his face and throw my hands

This thread title is GOAT


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This whole ****ing thread.

in a case like this i think there were 5 of them these guys were off the boat young guys skinny but they had chit to prove ,you have two choices turtle and let them kick you in kidneys legs head etc ironically you get less hurt this way but no one respects this move you see theres no disgrace in losing a fight where you fight ur best ever i lost more fights by a margin but backing down is the disgrace now with 5 guys its almost a free roll you cant win the fight but you earn a measure of respect by trying and i tried

the first guy is distracted by the lit smoke move of mine as it rolls down his unbuttoned shirt he has a tattooed cross on his chest as the smoke rolls inside his shirt his head drops i fire two quick jabs and break his nose he dives at my legs and pulls up behind my knees classic schoolyard move.... now i lose my side stance where you give the opponent a very slight striking target and i try and punch him off me when i take multyple rapid head shots from my side that causes me to fall over another guy quicky jumps on my chest as i know im effed now and hammers me my nose that spews blood my eyes are flooded with tears myhead is getting hammered im all effed up the boats i can tell their not steeltoe like someguys there striking my legs i try any twist sideways i take a shot right on the temple a universally known weak spot my brain is floooded with adrenaline and my breathing is painful short gasps as anouther round of punches ,kicks i throw a punch as i try and aim for someones neck it gets deflected more english/italian cursing c-sucker and you effon mother effer and like someone hit a switch my guy yells........... ok that enough you p#ussies get back to work as one takes a last kick i roll face down on the ground my vision all effed up i need to vomit blood in my mouth heart pounding the mercedes guy whom picked me up stands next to my face i see his highend loafer ..he looks down.....hey kid look at me i slowly grasp the dirt and turn into a fetal position look up as one of my eyes shut .....he says pay ur effin bills do it tom at the shop dont be a scumbag moach he walks back to the car and starts that distinctive benz diesel i take short breaths as warm urine flows thru my mexx dress pants and squint for my sportscoat and shirt

I imagine you can find all of them short stacking 200 nl, or whatever the smallest stakes vegas has to offer now

mrwong ignore the people trying to steal or share your spotlight, or question your awesomeness. If aliens only know about humans from reading your thread, I'm proud. Let them be forewarned that they'll get a cigarette in the face and a broken nose if they start ****.

link not working sport better try again ohhh good segway into where in heading going west with a swinging quasi and bad intentions as thin white duke says ...time takes a cigerette puts it in your mouth .....dont know the rest just zipped the prada boots up ,heres to stinky fingers .

i plan on a inquiry into being the TRoPICANA POKER ROOM AMBASSADOR of distinction if there are any wordsmiths who would like to frame my offer before hand so i look more sophisticated that would be good AND NEEDED APPRECIATED as pubic speaking well its not my forte .

Come on mrwrong... we are waiting!

rounder needs publisher in exact grammar as posted ,mrwong bighitter balla ... not trying to steal thunder we aren't worthy ...