So 9:30 am rolls around as I'm dreaming and I hear "BEEP" I awoke, pissed, and looked at my phone as if it just told me the world was coming to an end. Who the hell would text me at 9:30 in the morning. Sure enough..our very own, Pete. He asked me if I wanted to get my lazy ass up to do some tournaments. Hmmm..nah.
Awake and ready to own. I'm starting this sunday off with the $5-15k guaranteed.
Speaking of Sunday, it's what Pete and I like to call "The Sunday Morons." You tend to see more morons on Sunday then any other day. Why? Because people who rarely play, morons, who work all week, sit down thinking "Hmm..I think i'll just not give a damn and play some poker." "Yea, I will make that call with j7 off suit."
Keep checking back, I will be playing all day as will Pete.
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