Mrwong needs a podcast and a book deal. What a beauty

i walk baqck into the bar with gusstokes my wingman i see Leslie sitting alone with a empy glass i introduce gus tell her hes a good kid and walk to the bar buy 3 bombay gin and tonic s.I sit down and she ask ..so is gus a pro-poker too i say yes since 92 i remember the first time we met we got smashed at ceasers Gus and i walked thru the lobby and he pulled out his cack and peed on the floor i was angered as a quasi-notable and punched himrepeatedly in the shoulder which created a firehose of pee effect when security came i gave the guys a doublesawbuck and told them put him in a cab hes a good kid .She loved the tory and lol for 5 min ,she said i never heard of anyone being punched while they pee .She then told us how her first husband was pro-gambler she said... yeah it was bad he would target highstake home games wear a ring with a pin -like punch and mark the cards with a dimple impression when it was his turn to deal he knew whom had what she also added he was a pro golf husler cardcounter and had weighted dice a alcholic womanizer ,i thought wow what a cool guy.

Cack n Pee ITT. You are my hero.

GUS started asking too many question about where this guy is and finally teary-eyed she said no one has seen him for a long time sternly and she went off to the washroom .I look at him and say...good topic selection dead husbands whats wrong with you bighitter.She comes back and sits down i have to say shes still a hot broad maybe wrinkles but bone structure is pristine ,big natural breasts brown messy long hair slightly cocked eyebrows ...i raise my drink and make a toast.... great spirits often recieve violent opposition from mediocre minds she and i clash glasses and she says good toast bigdaddy

Haha, A+

She goes on to tell us how her friend a poker dealer at the mirage move to the B when it was built she dealt in bobbysroom but was disenchanted with some of the bigshots and their tipping in one case she pushed a near 10k pot to a notable off a 2-outer and he tipped enough for a cornbeef sandwitch she went on to say the "people" are not what they seem .She then said my looks are fading so im having trouble finding waitress work Gus agrees i almost spit my bombay on my prada shoes and say hey baby your gorgie 1 you have a built in class/carisma these other broads dont have baby.

She then looks Gus right in the eye and says ...i bet you couldnt put 5k on this table id i gave you a sweek with-out borrowing it ...you been a propoker player since 92 i bet you dont have 5k liquid ...i could tell by the silence gus dindnt have it she maintained the stair it was intense like a scene out of deer hunter ...you know what guys like you pizzme off looking down your noses at the working class while you bum around the hotels wearing designer suits and bling and you dont have a pot to pee in or a window to throw it out ...let me change that to 2effin k after all these years of being a proplayer can you put 2k on this table ...wow i think what a spitfire gus is in the tank quiet ,its a cruel humility workshop and i can tell she hit hard and he was shook ...she then says if you cant put a few k on the table your not a pro-poker player your just a unemployed guy so get off you effin high horse ..in anger her breast move like jello on a oldschool washing machine but i feel bad for gus and cruel transparency

i look over and gus is crying and very soon so is leslie both of them wow i stand up and say time for more drinks i walk over to Tone the bouncer a great guy he says ... you got some Drphil workshop goin bighitter and laughs i go i dont know he a good kid but cant handle his liquor ..tone goes kid he aint know kid he older them me and cryin like a little girl ..i go hes my wingman tone goes he better not act up ...Tone s a good guy nfl defensive linemen big i walk back to the bar order 3 more bombays and hope for things to settle down and plug bthe jutebox.

i walk back and leslie gives me a hug and says im so sorry i upset your friend talk to him while i go pee ..i walk over and say gus whats wrong with you he repies shes right i say BS look at all the good you have done here when you first came out here you slept with hot women all the time and you played good on the felt,paid your debts and hit big at the book a few times in this life thats all there is ..you know thats it so get yourself cleaned up your be sleeping with a strange women in a hour now thats something .

His writing keeps on getting better and better. I honestly think he is an incredibly gifted writer. Obviously lacking in grammar but I think that actually adds it it

we all stand up at the same time gus still looking down i say gus i know lawyers who we not liquid enough to pay this bill bighitter ,Leslie looks at me and says you better play your cards right or i will be punching you when you pee later as she makes aq jab hook cute motion ..i say well if that happens baby then idid t play my cards righ we lol except for gus as we leave i buy tone a drink good guy and wave down a cab back to hot leslie place we go.

Never stop posting

Good stuff

Well the 3 of us walk up the stairs of this one time motel /conversion suites in a seedy area ,leslie opens the door and its small one half way out pull-out couch a small kitchen one closed bedroom door a bathroom ,the walls are cinderblock heavily painted in some spots it hides the blocks .She points at two boxes one full of smokes all cartons and one ful of 12 bottles of wine ..she gives me a big hug and tells me to open a bottle of wine,while she goes pee.I look at Gus and say hey look at you about to get lucky bighitter ..........he looks confused like a kid about to go on the rollercoaster.

Leslie pours out 3 shooters i toast ...excess lead to palace of wisdom ... LESLIE looks at gus and says hey sorry bout earlier but its true ...your not getting 22 year-old p@ssies anymore no ones @ss age s like wine ..i say i toast to that and she takes gus o the bedroom to meet her sister ,i sit down open a carton of smokes turn the projecter TV of 1999 on and think goodtimes ,good line-up of people as i light up a smoke and sip to CF talk show.

Is it just me or is MrWong getting into some serious James Joycian stream of consciousness brilliance?

he's definitely on fire. nothing but net mrwong

I sit back with leslie ,light up a smoke put my feet up on the 12carton cig box ,i hear some stirring in the bedroom despite the cinderblock walls Gus is obv 100% complient as leslies sisters barks out orders like a cross between a golf caddie and a grade 10 gym teacher ... i think wow and leslie takes a sip of wine and says in her raspy voice ....Gus he a people pleaser ,i lol and say hes a good kid .A bottle of wine later she whispers in my ear ..hey bigdaddy im tired goin to bed will make you pancakes in the morning ...i roll out the bed and sit in the only chair and pop another wine bottle and think........hmmm now thats a classy broad ..todays 22 year-old broads they would of demanded a love making session from me not leslie shes old school grace ,i turn out the lights light another smoke and take a sip of wine.

i look down at my high-end fake breitling ands its 5;30 am i see gus lookng for his shoes in the dark a bottle of wine he boosted under his arm his flasy gucci shirt and gold bling and aging frat-boy looks .I hold my thumb up high in the air he squints looks down at leslie sleeping fully clothed and at me and say s...what the ^#@@ you two didnt do anything !!!!!!wtf .....i sat ...listen gus you did good ......he says wtf i did what i did and for what effin reason he stormed off his footsteps echoed like a drum-beat of shame,regret ,reflection ,trama ...i peek between the security bars at him as he hurries down the street think hmmm now thats a poker player and light another smoke.

Damn good read, sir^^^^^

Holy ****.

Someone let Mr. Tarantino know about this thread. Wonderful stuff mr wong

I see some signs of sunrise and look at Leslie ....hot older broad the way her dime-store jewlery accentuates her tanned skin ,hmmm,i grab a smoke and make my way to the washroom ,and reflect ...ive slept with over 300 broads most of them 3s but some 8s and 10s and all of them whether they live in OC or not had great hair-products in the washroom and Leslie no different i help myself and stack a 4 finger high pompadour and look in the mirror thinking 25 year old pu$$ies no prob this a$$ aging like vinegar total crap ,lol,i walk out of the place quietly fill my sports coat with 4 packs of smokes and head out lone wolf style .

i get across the street and feel a strange pull back i look back and its Leslie standing at the window ....i repress my earnings as my mantra is lone wolf degen i take one final look at Leslie and light a smoke ,this has kept me single for decades and paid out handsomeley as i have had 100s of sexual sessions.

i slowly walk to a busstop conficted about my path in life i sit down next to a hobo give him a smoke and turn on my mp player to a playlist of wasted time/desparado/takeit easy / and all of a sudden i feel a sharp chest pain and suffer a projectile vomit not a good combo as i have 1/50 lung expansion as i throw up all over my designer clothing roll off the bus stop on my left side but that hurts my heart so i roll over and another vomit all along i try and take small breaths as i know if i pass out i will chock on my vomit a warm flow of urine fills my pants i see shadows walking by and im convinced 100% that im dying on this non-desript lasvegas streep ,if there was a button or lever to pull to end my life right then i would of done it ...the sharp pain i looked down at my high end brietly full of dirt and ketchup as i grasp for air and feel the crushing weight on my chest ...small breath =pain but stops passing out rolling around on the ground soaked urine,vomit ,i start thinking whos coming to my funeral heart rate 190 i think no one im 50 how can that be i say ef it lone wolf dont need it i take small short breaths old hobo blocks suns rays as i lay on my back gasping and says ...your dying seen it before and he walks away i hold my hand next to my BR