I'd take pleasure in Gutt'in You Boi
Mandatory Chinese New Year post.

Well this weekend with some sort of head cold I was basically bed stricken by choice. Did absolutely nothing with my doing nothing partner Wincheng. Watched some bad movies, watched some basketball and ate like champs. I think I may need to take a break with going to the garden to watch knicks games. What usually happens is I get too drunk to care about the game, get too drunk before the game, and just generally be lethargic after the game. Well maybe not lethargic but we were waiting for a fucking E train on the C train platform on 50th st. My wrong, I M A N00b.

Last night I went home for the lunar new year to eat some hot pot with my family, afterwards my parents wanted to play some poker. I learned something last night, my parents and their friends have no business playing poker. They are pretty terrible players, especially my father he might be the worst poker player I have ever seen. We were playing 10 dollar buy in .50/1.00 No limit Hold em. Everyone started off with 10 dollars and there were 5 players, My dad lost $100 my mom won like 30 and I walked away from the table up "$90". "90" cause I didnt take any of it, considering it was all my dad's money, seems like he may need it more than me. A hand worth mentioning that I sucked out bad on was the following:

Rich is dealt AA and first to act
Two folders down to Mother and Friend
I bet 3.00
Mom Reraises, Friend calls.
Flop comes 8 10 K Rainbow
I bet into this heavily they both reraise and calls all around.
Turn Comes 5
Again heavily betting results in all three players all in
We flip
Mom Shows KK
Friend Shows 8 10
I show AA
And what comes on the river? Well I wouldnt be telling this story if it wasn't for the wonderful magical uber super card. ROFLSBERGER! 60 dollar pot comes screaming into my lap. Boy did I feel like a fucking sell out.

A revelation I had while playing poker with my family. My father probably plays with reckless abandonment while gambling which results in hits to his wallet all the time. They gamble probably twice a month, while I nickle and dime alot in my life. I guess we're just on two different wavelengths. Maybe I shouldnt feel so bad dropping hundreds at the craps table. BOH.

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