Nothing Good

An eerie calm loomed over an uneventful night at “The Monkey Casino” The fellas were in an instant funk about the NCAA games. So this morning while taking my very dirty shower, I contemplated. What the hell am I going to write about? I considered making something up, like…..

It was the last hand of the game, Chadwick went all in, I took it a step further, and I called and added something to the bet. If he won the hand I would pick up my skirt and let him spank me in front of the whole casino, and if I won the hand, he’d have to do the same, but take down his pants because he wasn’t wearing a skirt. I do fantasize about that kind of thing, mostly because I’d love to show them my great ass and secondly because I’m a pervert.

Or perhaps

A police raid interrupted my winning game. Just when Chadwick and I went heads up, twelve police men in riot gear tore through the unlocked screen door. Ordering us all down on the ground, the cops realized it was just a small home game, they joined in the cash game on the other table and I ended up winning the tournament.

Concluding, it’s ok that nothing good happened. I did unhappily lose all my chips to Chadwick last night. He was all in with Jack Queen off suite. I was holding Ace Ten of diamonds, flop came and he pair the board with his Q’s, then I paired the board with my ace on the turn, slamming my hand down and yelling “FUCK YOU”! I’ll be a monkey’s fucking uncle if he didn’t get his second pair on the river Jack has never been a friend of mine!!! I surrendered every last chip, knocking all the stacks over, some as far as the floor. Chad smiled the whole time, saying “I don’t care how these chips make there way over here, bitch.” The chip knock over is a signature Chadwick move but I pulled it, I was bitter.