I know there's been a couple of threads, but none recently.

Anyway here's mine:

10AM-noon: wake up
noon: have my breakfast (full english/irish/american breakfast ldo)
12:20: smoke a cigarette or two with my coffee/tea
12:20-1: browse 2+2, make a couple low content poasts
1: grind 50nl at 1300 hands/hr while making 1BB/100 (2BB/100 adj. for RB)
4: browse 2+2 some more, get disappointed by lack of funny threads
5: grind 50nl some more, run $300 or so below EV
9: 2+2
10: go out to dinner (listen to "cash out" (the final cut) in the car a few times)
11: grind 50nl, breakeven
12-3AM: **** around/play poker
3:30AM: sleep

+1

jgl you don't work?

fap

fap fap fap

Ya but you're a shortstacker

Also, only a douche states his stats like this when its not applicable...

i wish i was dead

I live in the American Gardens building... on West 81st Street on the 11th floor.My name is Neil Johnson. I'm 27 years old. I believe in taking care of myself, in a balanced diet, in a rigorous exercise routine. ln the morning, if my face is a little pufffy, I'll put on an icepack while doing my stomach crunches. I can do a thousand now. After I remove the icepack, I use a deeppore cleanser lotion. In the shower, I use a water-activated gel cleanser. Then a honey-almond bodyscrub. And on the face, an exfoliating gelscrub.
Then I apply an herb mint facialmasque, which lleave on forten minutes while I prepare the rest of my routine. I always use an aftershave lotion with little or no alcohol, because alcohol dries your face out and makes you look older. Then moisturizer, then an anti-aging eye balm, followed by a final moisturizing protective lotion.

There is an idea of a Neil Johnson. Some kind of abstraction, but there is no real me. Only an entity-- something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze... and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours... and maybe you can even sense our life styles are probably comparable, I simply am not there.

7.30am; Wake up and beat off
7.32am; Scream at wife to make me fresh crumpets
7.37am; Have a shower (alternate days)
7.45am; Leg it out the door, kicking dog in the bollocks
5.30pm; Arrive home and begin the grind!
5.42pm; Endure a horrendous 2 outer in my tourney
5.45pm; Demand wife makes dinner
5.46pm; Down first can of Stella
6.14pm; Finish off first 6 pack and hit the spirits
6.32pm; Blame my wife for my poker inadequacies and proposition her
6.35pm; Exit bathroom, self pleasure session finished
6.45pm; Get blankets from cupboard and pass out on sofa

Repeat until Saturday, Sundays are when I ship the Millions so I am in a good mood

This sounds like a nice brag if she actually makes them.

Beat: I don't really know what crumpets are w/o looking them up.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crumpet

Sounds delish

She never makes them, sadly

Try hitting her

i get up and bone ur mom is the ass most of the day.

otherwise im taking ur BR $10 at a time while she blows me under the desk

You winding me up? That sums your patheitc sort up, beating women up truly is the lowest of the low. Kunts like you need to be properly served up!

Honestly, even thinking of battering your brass is vile. Fancy yourself as an 'ard case?

I'll meet you in any pub car park in the UK and we'll see who is the bigger man, maybe you should bring your army as I'm from Bermondsey and you'll be in soapy my friend, I assure you of that

just.... this. lol

gimme, I seriously doubt a bloke of your standing can even raise an erection to "bone" anyone in the ass, let alone do it all day.

Perhaps you do take my $10br but that must only mean that you are equally ****e to be playing at my level. At least I lose with dignity and take defeat like a man. As solace, I take my frustrations out on the sort of blokes who beat up women.

As before, I will meet any 2+2 poster in any pub car park in the UK for a "square go" and we will see who is laughing then.

Then, you can fcuk off back over the pond to your farm and concentrate no grinding the tables of FTP whilst only stopping to put your bellend away as your mother chaps the door to deliver your ham sandwhich for luch

up the rebels

wake up, shower ,breakfast, forum, grind, eat+watch movie , grind, eat, grind, eat, fap fap fap, sleep repeat.

u mean the sexual frustrations produced cuz your wife doesnt want u after a full day of me ramming it up her pooper and u forced to pleasure yourself?

you sound like some kind of psycho. no offense.

wakeup, eat, sleep

6pm: wake up confused
7pm-12am: ???
1am: profit
2am: smoke more weed
330am: profit
4-10am:fapfapfapfapfapfpafpapfapfp

5:30am Wake up w/ suspicious blood and semen stains on my mattress
5:35am Breakfast of a glass of water and a ostrich egg
5:50am Inital NL2 grind at a verified and sustainable rate of .6435bb/100 ( .69382bb/100 w rakeback )
2pm Make enough $ to check out the local fat chick scene at mcdonalds
3pm Move up to NL5, run 5+ B.I below EV, slash wrists
6pm Left over big Macs for dinner
6:20pm Take embarrassing pictures of my penis
6:30pm .01c 990 man hyper turbo grind
9pm Beat up queers
10pm Masterbate to Miley Cryus
10:02pm Bed

3pm wake up
3.01pm start computer
5am go to sleep

2pm-wakeup
215-wakenbake
245-eat
3pm-play dota / grind / eat / watch tv movies / smoke more /
4am-sleep

why so much self pleasure when u have a wife? if she makes u crumpets on demand, im sure she will fulfill other requirements...