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Originally Posted by patthecat35
Leg Bouncers can all die!!
I am totally a leg bouncer, but I have RLS which stems from having been born with Neurofibromatosis. If I'm not almost always bouncing/moving my legs around, it gets to be quite painful very quickly. It has got to the point where it has become involuntary, and I don't even notice I'm doing it 95% of the time unless someone points it out.
Hell, I'm even bouncing them right now while I'm sitting in the comfort of my own apartment writing this reply.
Anyway...
- Poor Hygiene. Come on, people... I realize that the people at Wal-Mart aren't going to care that you haven't bathed, or brushed your teeth in at least two weeks, but the rest of us in normal society like our stomachs to not feel as though they are going to spill their contents all over you at any second. You don't have to smell like a Bed, Bath, and Beyond, but you don't have to smell like a toilet dweller either. I will change seats/tables in a heartbeat if I happen to be sat next to the person whose parents forgot to enlighten them to all of the wonders that are toiletries.
- People who tell me the reason for their bad play after they suck out on me while they know they played it badly, and got lucky. First, you're the last person I want to have a conversation with for at least the next few minutes. And, second, I already know the reason why you played it the way you did, so don't act like you're the first person to ever have played a hand stupidly for a stupid reason, and just happened to catch.
- Pretty much any conversation. I understand people like to talk, and I understand that it is one of the dynamics of the game, but I am absolutely terrible at small talk both on, and off the tables, so I am completely content to sit there silently for hours upon hours. Why am I terrible at small talk though? Not because I am anti-social, but rather because I generally do not care about your stupid kids, or your stupid dog, or the stupid weather, or your stupid whining about your stupid wife complaining that you haven't yet cut your stupid lawn. I might care if I knew you, but I don't, and I doubt we are ever going to become buddies, so stfu unless you can actually engage in interesting conversation with at least an iota of substance. I'm sorry, I just don't have the ability to feign interest in thoroughly uninteresting topics.
- People who count out large calls/bets/raises by two's.
- People who play while sick. Not only is it disgusting, but it is completely rude, and disrespectful to everyone at the table. I really do not need your snot covered fingers all over cards that I'm going to be touching, thereby subsequently making me sick as well. STAY. HOME.