After everything, pope, I am still a better person than you. I'm vastly smarter, obviously, and also more well liked.
You are superior at being an annoying piece of **** troll.
But talking with you is an exercise in futility. You have no conscious, as far as I've ever been able to tell. Sociopaths can never really lose. So let this be goodbye, forever. Never again will I communicate with you.
The guy who had the office next to me for two years, two years ago, was found dead yesterday in his home. 41 years old, married, 3 kids, school board. Super weird Dude. He left his job for a job with a major airline, hated it, quit, then this. Seems pretty clear that he killed himself. I have some depression issues myself, but never noticed a hint of it with this guy.
Depending on which direction you are from Chicago, MN is 3-9 hours away. We have about the second best mid stakes lhe games in the country. And it is summer you could sleep outside ffs it is so nice out here.
After not playing poker in Vegas since 2012, I decided I'd go out for a few days last week since I have been forced back into live poker as a result of Ignition destroying their games with the lobby changes a few months ago.
200/400 mix with a few big bet games in there. One of them is pot limit Big O, played with 50/100 blinds and dead $150. On the first hand of the game a player calls $300 before the flop without question, but asks the table "is this not a limit game?" once he is facing a flop wager of $700. On the fifth hand of the game the player asks "just to be clear, this game is high only, right?"
It was at that moment that I started to question my decision to play online no limit holdem from 2013-2016 and lament that there is currently no feasible way for me to regularly play a live game other than no limit holdem.
So many wannabe TV poker stars bust their asses trying to be the "heel", the villain, the bad boy. They talk trash, start countless twitter wars, and do their best to look and act the part any time the cameras are rolling.
Then Chris Ferguson sits down at a table, doesn't say a damn thing all night, and the poker world suddenly remembers that there are plenty of real villains in this game. The twitter villains are out of work while he is in the room.
What are the twitter villains to do? It is nearly impossible to out-scumbag this guy without ending up in prison. And no amount of yapping at everyone like the silly little chihuahuas that they are can "elevate" them to Ferguson status.
I find this hilarious. In general, I love it when people who get off on playing the villain role are confronted with the real thing and are insta-exposed as goofball posers. I love that moment when the prison doors close behind the supposed "bad boy" and he suddenly realizes that he sucks at sucking at life.