My lonely stack o’ chips
Shuffle up and Deeeaaallllll!
You know what, I just suck at poker. I played OK. I really did. But lady luck just would not smile on me, even after I put on a hat. You know, that’s my motto… when things aren’t going your way, put on a hat. If I would ever play strip-poker, I would wear more layers than Mary-Kate Olsen would need if stuck in a meat locker. But when ladies play poker we get distracted. Here are some of the things that we had a “delay of game” to discuss:
proper hair removal of the pubic region
where to get a good hair cut (not related to #3)
cameras/digital pictures and how to get the multi-shutter function to fucntion
Here is a story in pictures:
The Game Begins, we are masters of the Poker Face
the trash talkin’ begins
Then we get down to serious poker business
I am convinced that Carrrrmen is hiding aces up her sleeves. Well, she doesn’t have sleeves, but I am convinced that somehow she is cheating…look at this face, is it not the face of a cheater???
I need something to improve my karma, so I ask Ashbloem to borrow her cowboy hat. I love this hat. Then we all decide to don some kind of headgear. Except for Carmen who doesn’t want to break her winning streak.
And before I know it…my dwindling stack o’ chips…
…are all gone and I am out of the game. Not even the hat helped. Bah!
And of course I should admit that the real winner was of course Carrrrmen, that cheating bitch.
“Me? Gloat? No way!”
*Just kidding Carrrrmen, you are a winner full of humilty and grace. No. Really, I mean it.