After a long run in the $4 fixed limit 5-card. I went outside, to my chair ^ seen above. I was so pissed off, how bad our POTD could play and what is worse, win. I'm sittin back on the patio, smokin a stogey, and I go into deep thought about poons. I was seriously doing a play-by-play scenario in my head. If I met one of the asshole/idiots that donked me out online, then had the nerve to call me a donk after shoving all-in on a gutshot, I would seriously consider which way would be the best way to torture a moron. It would be different for every race. Black guys, I would strangle them by shoving KFC Chicken Wings down their throat. Asian guys, I would turn on the song "I can see clearly now the rain is gone." Mexican guys, I would call immigration. Finally, White guys, I would just beat their asses in.
Some might say I have alot of anger built up. Its not that at all, I'm a nice guy, very laid back and easy to get along with, I just hate assholes and horrible poker players who think they are good.
My patio segments will be every tuesday and thursday night.
G'night poons
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