Don't even try to tell me Donovan's or Fleming's is better. I'm an east coast boy. anyway. Ruth's Chris is the nuts to us.

Donovan's is soo much better then Ruth Chris and it's not even close. And I love Ruth chris

Had another sick ass night tops yesterday for sure

i think i might just start a blog or journal to record my sessions

I know who you are. Post the degen stories or I will reveal your identity.

SMD you dont know who i am
im still ganna post the stories though cause
i decided theyre too sick not too share

ganna write em now

nice induce there, wp

Story 1:

So i lost my all star bets i went from being up a few thousand to being in the hole for over a couple grand
(this puts me on monkey tilt and i floor it to the casino shortly after)
I have been crushing lower stakes making a profit of a few hundred each session
but since i am desperate to recover i do an idiotic thing and buyin to the highest available stakes putting my entire roll at risk
i check my phone and see that i have a missed call and a voicemail
(its my boss telling me im fired and to pick up my last check and turn in my stuff) At this point im like whatever and go back to the pokerz

surprisingly im actually doing well at the high stakes i begin to start feeling myself and make a huge Bluff and i get called lost my stack just like that
I ended up buying in 3 more times (lost with aces and queens)
im at my last buyin and its literally everything i got left and i still owe money
this is where i guess i start to tilt and i start to doubt myself
im like **** what did i get myself into im never going to be able to pay off my debts and now im jobless maybe i can show up to work and make up some excuse so my boss takes pity on a fool like me
i start tightening up and start folding on flops after calling decent PF raises
before i know it a few hours pass and im at my last 100
Now im in panic mode and suicide watch
im in the big blind and i decide i have to shove here regardless of what cards i get dealt
i shove and get 2 callers
Luckily i take down the pot with a pair of kings(king rag and i hit a K)
beating out AQ and JJ


so now im at a few hundred and start to relax a little
for some reason at this point in my head i keep picturing
Mister Miyagi telling me patience young grasshopper idk why
but it just made me feel zen

on my BB i look down at A::K (this is one of the sickest hands)

V1 raises to 55 V2 calls
and i call its just us 3

at this point each of us have around 4-500 behind
flop comes K:: 7:: 2
i check V1 checks V2 raises 100
i call V1 calls
turn is a 5
i check V1 raises to 100 V2 repops for 200
at this point its a massive pot and im pretty much committed
im thinking what did i get myself into i flip over my A
and say does it scare you guys
V1 and V2 start tilting i start counting out my stack
and decide to reshove
V1 and V2 tank before both shoving
The sickest part here is the river is a 9
The table explodes and i start laughing
Both villains immediately muck and storm off the table in anger

now i have a decent stack but im still down
i decide to cash out and go play the smaller stakes

its a very friendly game and most of the players are house players/regs
(ive noticed a lot of house players start coming to my table after i take down big pots and knock off a few people)

im holding AK on a very dry board with an A on the flop
villain and me are heads up he has a huge stack and makes a big bet on the flop i tank before i repop all in
me and him engage in friendly banter i tell him ill let him see 1 card and he can pick it he picks my K then he shows me a Q and he says he doesnt believe i have an A then tanks and calls
i flip over the A and double up

After 10+hours of long grinding i ended up almost going busto
to leaving up a few hundred

Edit: story 2 will come soon

What is your plan when you inevitably go broke and don't have your job anymore to fall back on?

ive decided that working a normal 9-5 isnt for me
and im taking my shot at this live thing
so far ive crushed all the stakes ive played in
i just wish my roll was larger

i try not to dwell on what happens if i go busto
i pretty much feel like matt damon at the end of rounders at the WSOP

im chasing my dream

Since he doesn't know the difference between a bet and a raise, I don't think his future in poker looks bright.

Also, this user smells like an attention-whoring fake.

dont be a nit over terminology

i use a set/tripps interchangeably
i know its difference but the end result is 3 of a kind

dont nitpick over a bet/raise
but ya i make up these stories you got me herp derp

I know it's hard to believe a guy with this name and the writing style of a 5 year old could make up stories, but there it is. Confirmed FOSIDIOT420.

Where in the story did you angle shoot? When you gave opponents free information?

The angle shot was when he got you to believe his story was real.

Lol

YOLOF*G.. nice troll.

Kinda wp? Not really though

I'm new here but I thought I'd share my story, definitely not anything close to what some others have posted, but I'll always remember it till the day I die.

This happened on bodog in 2008. I consistently made $20-$50 deposits for over a year, I'd deposit, dick around in small mtts and small sngs, usually I could make a $50 deposit last around a month or so, never really got it up over $200.

Finally get the score I've been waiting for and I take 3rd in a $22 mtt for $1500. I'm totally pumped, I won $1500, so now I'm the poker god of the universe. I get home from work the next day and think "why not play 10/20? All I have to do is steal blinds and a few $100 pots and I'll quit with an easy 300 or 400 win right?"

So I fire up a 10/20 table and put 97% of the roll on the table. (Gotta leave $50 in the account in case some donk sucks out on me right?) So everythings going great, I've sat at the table for probably an hour and I've now got about $2500 to my name, and I get KQ. I raise and get 1 caller. Flop is QT5 rainbow. I bet, he calls. Turn is a blank, but puts a flushdraw on the board. I bet the pot, which is about $350 now, he raises...Im like wtf- whatever, I know I'm ahead, so I call the fish. River is a K. Well by now I think everyone here knows he had J9, but the river gave me 2 pair, which in my mind at this point is the solid ****ing nuts. So I shove. $5100 pot gets shipped to him after he calls, and I'm not sure why. I look at the hand history and see what happened, I was ****in devastated.

I mean I just got out of prison and was working at subway for like $7.50 an hour, and I just lost a $5000 pot that by all god given rights I should have won. That hurt....a lot

I'm now a winning mtt player, but watching that guy scoop up my tournament money and continue playing like all was well burned

Damn, that is gross. I know the feeling. It's terrible.

I had a similar story. Deposited $50 and ran it up to $1,000. Took that $1,000 and sat down at 5/10. Got up to $1,700 in about an hour, running great, feeling untouchable. Picked up AA. I raise to $35 and get one caller. Flop comes 9TQ rainbow. He checks, I bet $50, he calls. Turn is a blank. He checks, I bet $110. He min raises me, and I jam all in (like an idiot). He insta calls with JK, the nuts. I lose everything. Such a sick feeling. That was in the days I couldn't let AA go.

Sounds like every other time I play. Not to lessen your story or anything, but after the 50th or so time of hitting up 10/20 cause some ****in maggot just nailed a 3 outer, it gets better.

lol im a ****in sicko

i continued pt 2

bright side im up 27$ hahahhahahahah

Go to George's at the Cove in downtown La Jolla. Better food and fantastic view.

Its November 2013, and I have around 3000$ on my PS account, after doing several 500€ pay-outs to party and buy things I really needed, since I have no job, and go from intership to intership. I had a bad day at my PLO-MTT's and Stud8 cash, but intended to go to party and drop some acid, so I decided to chase losses for good mood and lots of Jägermeister, or puss out like a blatant candy-ass.

I fire up 4 nlhe-turbos from 16,50$-54$ KO. It's early evening, all games would be finished well in time to still go out, and the average stack-sizes in turbos reduce my negative EV in nlhe-mtt's enough to give me a good shot.
I manage to final-table a 44$ turbo, and call my friend, with whom I wanted to go party, as soon as I knew I'd make a profit for the day.
I run good and make second for 2.9K and am up about 2.5K for the day. Party!!!

My friend railed it, and way nearly as pumped as I was, since he knew we'd drink enough Jägermeister to get ****faced enough in the club to even overcome the fine acid we had...

Next week, I managed to buy a share of two guys in the NLO8 FTOPS, who made first and third place, which earned me another ~2.5K, putting me slightly above a 8K roll, combined with some minor non-degen winnings in my regular games.

Now things started to get ugly. I pleased the guy who won the NLO8 FTOPS to reserve me a share for further events, 10% of all his 215$ events, and said that I am always good for that share. Though, he sold out for the PLO8 FTOPS without sending me a pm or booking me in, and he went to win that event, too, while I was rialing that one for the last 3 hours, putting me on major fuxking tilt. At this point, I subconciously knew that very bad things would happen very soon.
I spammed his marketplace-thread with at least a dozen posts, ending with a pic of Jhonny Cash's middlefinger, and also cancelled my shares of the other Omaha8-guy, who made third in the NLO8 FTOPS (had a big share of his daily-MTT's one-month-BAP, too).

I still had about 8800$, but my mind was ****ed, due to missing out on another stupid 1.5K in profit, that I deserved to have, getting me so close to ****ing 10k for the first time in my life, allowing me to take shots at 20/40 limit-cash.
I vaguely remember the time in December, but my sharkscope tells my I played a few dozen HU hypers of 115$ NL 2-7 TD, where I actually am profitable, and a whole lot of 200$-600$ NLO8 and NLHE HU hypers, where I didn't do well at all.
At christmas, I still had 2800$, and calmed down a bit, since I still had enough to grind my regular games (2/4-5/10 limit Stud8 and Omaha8).

Though, I made the fatal decision to stop smoking weed after christmas (still not smoking weed since that point, though), and decided to play 5/10 and 10/20 PLO shallow on FullTilt with my ~4K roll.
My first stack of 600$ at 10/20 went up to 3.6K, and since the germanzzz never surrender, I ran that down to zero with some standard lost flips with AAxx and some dry turns that I bluffed big. Ofc, I didn't stop after that stack, and managed to bust my roll at more 10/20, 600$ hyper HU's, 350$ Hu's and so on...

Next day, I woke up and decided to not join the madhouse, but deposit 100€ on FullTilt to chase like a ****** with the IQ of a salad bowl. I ran it up to slightly above 1000$ with HU hypers from 35$-115$ and actually stopped for the day. No feeling of any kind of rush at any point, but a tad of being glad in the back of my mind.

I grinded my regular limit-games and PLO-MTT's and made it to +1.6K within a week, before suffering from a disconnection with 6 MTT's running, which I used as an excuse to play 115$-200$ NLO8 hypers on FT. I lost 5 games in a row, all lost by flipping pre with the better hand. Then I took my last 189$ to a 1/2$ PLO HU game on FT, playing against a stupid no-name online-pro without an avatar.
Third hand we played, I raised AAxx on the button, and he 3bet pot, I 4-bet pot and we see a flop of AJ6 rainbow. He checks and I decided to take the risk of seeing a broadway-turn and just bet half pot. Stupid red-pro raises my bet and I ship it, praying to not see a T, Q or K, crying out loud "pair the board, PAIR THE ****ING BOARD!!!".
Turn was a brick, and river was a Jack. I felt less happy then I thought I should be, and I was right, he had JJxx and made quads, letting me go broke on a one-outer, ****ing 5% chance on the flop... My first thought was "stylistically correct..."
I don't tend to break things or so anymore, but decided to stay seated in my armchair, being paralyzed, for 3 solid hours. I didn't even take a zip of water, and since I stopped smoking weed a few (w)eeks ago, there was nothing I could do, anyway.

Now comes the actually funny part:
I managed to get a staking deal for Stud8 cash 2/4 and 3/6, giving me 60/40 of profits and all FPP's, but after getting the PM saying that I got the last offer (as just mentioned), I decided to ask for 5% more, or 1K bigger starting roll and 5/10 included yet when I answered the mail, just having finished a bottle of pretty cheap wine. Well, that offended my potentional staker, who just backed out of the deal I basically already had locked up. (lost a 3 fgure roll at shots, due to thinking I get this 2 days ago, too...) This was 1 hour ago now..
.
Though, I neither start to smoke weed again, nor did I go ballistic at all.
I am a winner now!

Going to start a OG&C thread in an hour, with this as the initial post, using tiltbreaker with blocking all games ecept Stud8 for the rest of the year, and will come out stronger than ever before, before 2015 starts

amazing stories in here keep a guy occupied for hours