Some People Suck!Follow

So me and the little woman went to the Casino this weekend up in da UP eh!

I actually got a seat at the hold-em tables. This was my second live game now and what a rush! I played for two hours and walked away up $550!

I was playing for about an hour seated next to a guy with his wife watching him and then he left. In comes the new guy…

This son of a bitch brings his what I believe to be his mail order bride from India I’m guessing. That’s cool in itself if that’s your thing but the way this sick fuck was talking to her made me sick!

He sits down and tells her to get him an ashtray. She tells him she will and proceeds to talk to him about what game she would like to go play. At that point he tells her “Go ask the man for a fucking ash tray!”

She complies and returns with her tail between her legs and sits down with the ashtray on her lap for him. Finally he gives her some jack to go play the slots but before she leaves he says…and I **** you not, “You fuck this up and your sitting here next to me all night, I fucking hate you!”

I felt like kicking his ass! What the hell good would it do though I thought? He’d probably go home and kick her ass even more blaming her for it.

I can’t believe there are people in this world like this. This bothered me a lot…

Lol..That's mean. I would've peed on his shoe.

Knowing me, I would have said something and gotten both me and his "wife" in trouble. But I sure would have felt better afterward. Even with my broken ribs.

If this were a cowboy movie, you'd be playing poker in the saloon, and you'd have said:

"Apologize to the lady."

He takes a long, slow drag from his cigarette and blows the smoke in your face.

"Or whadda you gonna do about it?"

Unfazed, you calmly remove the cigarette from 'tween his lips and snuff it out on his belt buckle.

"I said...apologize to the lady"

He bursts out of his chair, sending it flying backwards and into the old boozehound passed out at the next table. He grabs a bottle of whiskey and smashes it on the edge of the table.

"You wanna dance, tough guy? Lets dance!"

You extend one index finger upwards as you creakily rise from your seat.

"Dint yer mamma teach ya no manners?"

He lunges at you with his makeshift weapon, but you duck and deliver a blow to his gut. A quick left and a right roundhouse finish him off. He staggers for a moment before toppling backwards like a might oak tree. He hits the boards with a thunderous crash. The piano player skips a note, but does not look up and continues his rag.

You douse your cigarette in the pool of beer, blood, and shattered glass the man is now lying in. You pick up the poker hand from the game you were most rudely interrupted from, and inspect it. Something causes a hint of a smile at the corner of your lip.

You toss the cards face-up on the man's chest, revealing them to all the gawking onlookers.

"Well, would ya look at that. Three Jacks."

You and the lady retreat upstairs and pork softly into the night.

Agreed, Soaring Eagle pwns most of our Northerly casinos. However, it was a good weekend to see the colors. I made a northbound trip as well although not quite as far as the UP