Am I the only one who finds Mr. Wong incredibly annoying?

I find it tough to find someone "incredibly" annoying if you have to go to a particular forum and find their particular thread and then read it in order to be enraged.

It's been confirmed that we're reading fiction here, right? If not, is Mr Wong asian? Do Asians have high pompadours??

Booooooo GTFO

theres no fiction here ben jammer back in the old days jammin was a bad thing mant you had no heart and so were punks like you.

I for one had no problem at all integrating a high pompadour in the image of mrwong I have in my head.


Keep it coming Bighitter!

i walk out of the cab feeling 10ft tall past the doorguy i give him a sawbuck $10.00 insurance against future troubles when you hit the sauce stuff can happen ,one nite i got in a fight with a rodeo bull rider a small stalky guy when he took off his cowboy hat his bald head looked like a pin cushion we spun it up by the pool tables he clawed my casmere sweater off punched me in the face 3 times and had me in a arm bar when the bouncer took over like a whiteknight we teamed up and throw him out that sawbuck saved my ass.I sit at the bar with great eaze and oder a hamn beer for $1.00 tonight is about getting away from the strip and reflection on my new pad baby maybe a p#ssy if my charm empowers the moment i tae a sip of beer exhale nothing like a beer after a work-out ,i strike my antoniuos poe at the bar lone wolf style as i chill DURANDURAN plays out i think good tune goodtimes

So when again did I say that I was enraged?

I like "we spun it up by the pool table."

IHold my drink up and subtly clash with hers and say....sometimes ...you have to lose yourself to find yourself baby............as i slam the shooter glass down on the old bar i flash my hollywood smile at the 22 or so lady bartender with one full sleeve tatoo and perky breasts ...she slams hers back rubs her lower full lip and chin and smiles back the type of smile reserved for guys she doesnt want to sleep with but a appreciative sentiment smile for the tips/drinks only type of smile .I catch my reflection as she pulls away a bottle and i think people and maybe im one of them often think ...my ass it will age like wine ...well it dont it ages like vinegar .I lean back on my stool and fondly remember sitting here 23 years or so ago when i met my mentor a LA bookie ,pro poker player,card cheat ,a few other things i cant discuss including a complex pyramid scheme he did time for .I remember sitting at this bar bighitter when Jonhandsome approached me to take a drive to LA and sell a guy who ran one of the best home games in the country a pillowcase of antiquities and 4 unwrapped decks of playing cards at least i thought unwrapped ,lol,this guy was a genius ,he could of done anything but found nothing intresting in a conformists world nothing close enough to exciting he needed the rush that this sleazy life provided ,he was a great man...

i thought i would hyjack my story or put it on pause to comment on a chinese dinner i recently had at the RIO great place anyway 3 online pros walked by whilst i slurped my wonton minding my own business now i know these kids from the wynn.or V book acouple times we had the same teams shARED THE SAME PICS that were goin around the rooms and one other time i talked them into taking the wrong side of a nics game costing the one red-headed kid 15 bones .They see me ....play the duck but the one fat kid invites me over so i accept .I sit down as one of their asian girlfriends joins us .The conversation a negative sentiment colored my chinese food experiance ,they sat across from me one a electrical engineer the others something or another along the same mediocre lines but the jist of their entitled pursuits comprimised greatly by no online action ...I looked up from my chowmein and say ..the problem with you guys is your SOFT go play live against guys like me whom will entertain you get you to drink more then you should ,praise your priced out calls and say........... i would of done the same thing tough break kid.....

as i rubbed noodles off my unshaven face i give them the mocking laugh and give the one asian girl a wink the red-headed smelly kid with two chins despite being skinny says ..who the hell wants to turn out like you ,regretful ,rude and diluted,alcohalic.
I leaned forward and said ...ive taken more out of poker then poker has taken out of me and ive taken more out of alcohol then alcohal has taken from me... so far ,i dont regret a effin thing kid you dont have the sack bighitter ..you you know it i stood throw a doublesaw-buck down flashed my hollywood smile at the asian girl and walked to the palms.

Maybe it's time you invested in a car.

big hitters do not drive they get driven and walk

i sit back order another ham beer and a shooter for me and a shooter for the little bartender broad with perky breasts and designer pants and obv commando like myself as her bum cheeks moved like two squirrels wrestling in a potatoe sack .She grabs the shooter with conviction in a athletic flow waits for my toast ; i say to the best looking lttle broad in vegas she slams it back and gives me a appreciative smile .Thats a big coupe best lookingbroad in vegas and a bigger lie but thats how you do it rapid fire compliments gives them a little wettie you see.The warm flow of alchohol feels good as i said before ive taken more from alchohol then its taken from me.Anyway i remember taking a drive to LA with JonHandsome 23 years ago he convinced me to walk into a strange house with a pillow case that had 4 antique cigerette lighters and 4 fresh wrapped playing cards and try and sell them to a aging trust fund coke head whom hosted the best home games in the westernpart of the country.I would recieve as compensation 100.00 dollars and a few beers ,seemed fair enough at the time bighitters.

LOL.

QFMFT!

Just want to say, been lurking since it started, and this is my favorite thread in NVG. The subtle (and not so subtle) nuances of descriptive imagery and characterization are impressive from a literary perspective. Sometimes I feel like I'm reading Chandler if he wrote Philip Marlowe as a midlife-crisis degen.

GG bighitter, try to leave some of that br bankroll in the atm machine.

Manhattan Matt imo.

so good

thinking back on the old days makes me miss jonhandsome ,he was the one that told me about " EDGE" or what the kids call EV positive .If you told him i sat with 9 other reg at binions for 12 hour session becouse back then they had 10 person tables and made 1.5k he would say ...your a idiot why would you play at that table you have no EDGE .
I learned alot from jonhandsome ,he had carisma ,brains ,loyalty and the ability to do anything but the interest to do nothing ...i raise my drink to that man in honour ...just as the second female bartender arrives she intercepts my jesture as most displaced cali-girls show a narcissistic feature and claims the sentimet ...i smile as my dead old friend would of obliged.....

i look down at my drink as a DURANDURAN song plays ,i deciede to continue my clumsby campaign to try and sleep with Casandra im strategically situated between the beer tapps and hard liquor she moves cat like back and forth with a perpetual cocked eye-brow now i like that .......i reach out and grab her arm and ask ....whom sings this song baby ....she pauses gives me a poished smile and says DURANDURAN.....
I sit back take a sip of beer and say ....DURAN ......DURAN ive never heard of the ....she then rolls her eyes and says i dont know there a mid80s band , gave her my puzzled look and despite being 50 said i was not even born then ....she gave me a funny look and moved on to fill order as she did checked me out in the mirror.

i remember like it was yesterday Jonhandsome handing me a pillowcase with 4 unwrapped decks of playing cards and four antique table top lighters............as i jumped into the alfa-romea sports car he asked....do you know anyone in Santamonica ...I took a puff of my smoke and said no bighitter ...that was 27 years ago .I take another sip of beer and think this lone-wolf life is good after all these years as the LV locals bar fills up i throw off some more charm to my nubile barteners as it really is the key to the valley of p@ssy ,good times baby ,good times.

Still with us BigHitter?
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I would like to pause my ongoing story and yes everything ive written is real but the names are changed and so is the one address of the big game.I would like to thank the people who read and the ones that expressed good/bad sentiments .The reason ive showcased my life was not to glamorize or dilute anyone theres no lear jets,NO 5 star pussi9es... i live modestly like low level mafia with sublte perks .That being disclosed this lonewolf life has colored my mental-health and this is interstingly theraputic kicker for my health and state of mind .... i raise my drink to 2plus2 and my friends here ....one up high ...heres to never meeting anyone you would rather be baby !! alright thank you humbly .

time takes a cigerette puts it in your mouth ..........i look at at cassandra and see thye female version of myself 25 years ago this will be a tough nut to crack ,my rapid fire charm and hollywood smile may fall short tonight as i sit at the middle of the now crowded bar lone-wolf style my high end brietly says 1030 i lean back with a half pint of hamns and a finished shooter a warm blush of alchohol soothes like a warm hug from a lost lover ,i sit back with a quasi-erection as Cassandra flashes her smile thru full blood red lips she glids 5ft5 ballerina body perpetual cocked eyebrow blond hazel eyed 24 ..i take a sip of my beer and think good times and feel eurphoric like a bull fighter

Keep writing.

And keep doing it in this thread. Some of the mods don't like it but they seem to tolerate you as long as you are just in this thread.