The underground poker culture is an unregulated circus of undisciplined degenerates who somehow manage to play poker worse than they manage their weight.
Since September 2016, I've been running a "home game" out of Hollywood/Los Angeles, CA. Every game is whirlwind of unforeseen variables intertwining themselves into cluster****s of various phenomenons... some funny, some depressing, but most just completely stupid.
For the past month, I've worked to chronicle some of these stories, and I will be doing so moving forward. Whether it be collecting from a player's Mom on an unpaid loan, or playing an 18-hour session that concludes with a player being down 25 buy-ins... some of the adventures are worth recording & retelling.
For now, I'll leave you with this screenshot. I received it the other night while sitting at the table with said player (he's yellow, I'm blue):