I sit in a circa 70s bar in a quandry do i start up a new session or do i drink more i look at my high end fake brietly hard to find its 7;45 and its a 30 min walk to the strip and i like this joint as i sit at the bar a DURANDUrAN song hungry like a wolf plays out ,it hits home as i feel i am a lone wolf no real friends no wife and no real home ,just a weekly furnished studio ...i take a drink and think ion my 50 years ive taken more from alcohal then its taken from me so far ...im EV POSITIVE

I feel the nice warmth of booze and the bravado i reach out to the lady bartender as she fills a large order 6 beers 4 highballs she looks at me and says whats that mister i say...who is this singing ..she rolles her eyes as she squeezes limes/lemons and says DuranDuran i say duran duran and she sighs and say yes ...whos that i ask she insta replys band from like 85 ...i say ohh well i wasnt born back then she seems to buy this as she turns her back her bottom moves like two squirrels wrestling in a potatoe sack i sip my scotch and think ...in victory you deserve booze in defeat you need it i cross my legs look at my reflection and think life is good.

wong man....that's gotta be a copy paste from earlier in the thread.

wong has been a never ending clip show episode of late.

You know what people ,im going to suspend my last story put it on backburner lit a smoke ans dettle in here in my seigal studio suite with perpetual traffic and seedy neibours some may say karma those would be ladies ive had relations with the other half would be guys whom simply hate me ,either way i take it as complimentary like my life here in the valley of poon.

Anyway thanks for peeking in to a man colored by the lone-wolf sicko degen what ever life i lead in a spartan way and ver spartan today.Let me say one thing and that s every poker dealer in this town knows ..you play to polerized eco-systems baby meaning you play to everyone ...........well i have a sitation where.............

Eric or E-dog and lets see that canadian guy ...oh yes gavin smith like that something noteworthy ,lol,bashed MrWong or should i say MOCKED your humble Mr Wong and i know im not hemmingway but i have a raw unconventional realism about things and despite how things went i never and i mean never ripped anyone off in my life ...a declaration maybe not what it used to be ,i have however been involved in a marked card situation where 3 people were eliminated but never not paid my debts .

i think the Henry Hill of poker should kindly say a word or two right here about .....i dont know maybe a apology about making all of us look ................like scum .......eric i know now you read my thread .........the ball kid is in your court lets hear it move gavin out of the way step up here

Title of this thread cracks me up every time I see it. It's like saying "data supports that kids from affluent families generally are more successful and higher earners than kids from impoverished areas"

http://forumserver.twoplustwo.com/29...l#post46155234

People need to stop pressuring him to produce more every time he's away for a week.

Let the nectar drip out slowly, don't crush the flower to get out moar.

Firstly people i am spellbound ,how could i say bedazzled by the new Venetian embassader ,is this what poker has become ,its like giving alferd e newman a board seat at IB effin M .....Now i know you people are thinking sour grapes ....Well let me tell you something guys like me made this game we were the visionaries that make this life great .Secondly E-dog ,lol,you and gavin smith both mock my thread ,let me tell you something son ....out of all the years ive been here i never ripped anyone off ,its old school people who built this town ,deadbeat weaselly little passive agro half men are the ones that sour the eco-system ,your the henry hill of poker e-dog ,alright thats it enough said.......... lighting up a smoke walking to the link 1.00/1.00 trying to spinup the BR...............HERES TO CLEAN SHEETS DIRTY WOMEN.

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No big deal. Bighitter privilege invoked.

i was just having a hotdog and a bud deal with a old friend were call him bob ,bob came to vegas in 92 driving his highschool graduation gift a 92 honda civic he went on a heater during his first 6 weeks and never went back home to college fully embraced the life and today hes still driving the 92 honda civic the car and him look pretty much the same ,things happen here that ****** the ageing process .He looks at me after squeezing 6 ketchups on his hotdog yopu should be the ambassader to the V not some dime-store semi-notable 5 dressed up as a 7 broad .....i took a swig of my bud whiped my mouth with my cashmere old guy sweater and said i am more charming ,charasmatic ,i would meet players and say how you doin ,are you stuck ,thats poker here sit at table with chubby dealer ,hmmm i have alot of good stories but her bums probably better .

My perpetually displaced fratboy looks down at his crumbled ketchup packages to lazy to pick them off the bar he lines them up away from his drink and says...i dont know i think i made a mistake leaving everything and staying here to play poker 25 years man what have i got to show for it a rental dump and a 7k BR .....i look at him and say listen kid these people working in some cubicle working for the "man" they dont know freedom ,we kill what we eat in this niche ,how many broads have you slept with in the valley ...he thought and said probably 500 ...i leaned in close ....well bighitter your not doing the numbers as a journalist are you ,lol,you got the key to the effin kingdom here ....he moved his ketchup packages back in a VERTICAL line and said ....oh yes maybe it is a good life here ,here next round on me buddy lets spin it up....

i look at him fumbleing with the ketchup packages 25 years bighitter,thats why your count high,count low blackjack asperations were EV - AS I LOL....
What about all the stories you have being a poker grinder you wont have stories being a journalist ,what about that time you played wingman for me and slept with a 500 pound lady shut in out at northtown as i lol professional people dont have stories like that.

as he tips the waitress calls her gorgie and rests his hand on her hips HE ASKS ...what about when its our time to cash in you know for real then what we die in some weekly studio alone ,old and sick.

I look at him and reply ...what about the wolf in the animal kingdom does he concern himself with his mortality does he ponder will the kingdom mourn him will other animals coo over his dead body .....he nods and gives me a half smile and a misty eye ....when the time comes i am ready to embrace it like a lone wolf does sink his tired head on his paw let out one big @@^ eating smile and let it go in a glorious fashion of contentment taking those last short breaths knowing i lived life properly unrestricted baby the way a real man is entitled and eff those that take the conformist path and my last thought be............ life is good baby life is good

okay everyone ,i am about to pitch the wong circus tent up here with a new ,raw story for the masses of 2plus2 ,its more or less a day in the life of a lone-wolf olddegen and his adventures .
You see in my world there are no guys confused about their sexuality ,pretending to be pokers white-knight flying around in lear-jet s staying at 5 star -hotels .
People in my world the poker -ecosystem holds its mighty hands out and embraces all players as she knows the flavour of the week means nothing to the sustainability that guys like me and you insure,we are the real founders of this game and life not a guy like ivy.

have no idea what any of that means. but unless it has something to do with Stars,, please gtfo

I think he just called Ivey gay.

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You forgot to post the story.

okay this is a christmas story XMAS eve last year i thought it would bring some cheer ,my stories are raw,simple like bruce springstein if you want rick springstein from the soap then exit left bighitter ,alright lets start it it up

it was xmas morning i awoke in my bugsy seigal weekly suffering from heart-pains ,my breathing restricted to small pants ..... even more unsettling was re-aquiring dream as real -like that of the V new book in hd .It showcased a good guy a non descript family guy of 50 a average b rec player for many years that in his retirement went pro and he lost everything over 12 months ,100k and his wife and handicapped son and his eventually his life by his hand as i rolled over in bed i could see him in my dream walking up a staircase to the 3rd floor looking down at me ...saying ...your a stand up guy one of a dying breed baby and falling 35ft to his death as i awake sheets wet heart pounding 230 beats /minute breathing cut off i feel the warm flow of uraine as i grasp for a breath i fall off the single bed and slowly restore my air looking up at the stained yellow ceiling breathing that familier scent i crawl to the table ande grasp a bud ....