Some Monkey Loves You

In the middle of my matinee, if felt a rumble in my pants. Semi exciting at first, then very exciting as the vibration was the phone with “Mi boy” in the ID.
Sunday evening at the Monkey Casino is always pleasant. Eleven players showed up, and we broke it up to two tables.
Straights and flushes, even landed a full house on a huge pot, we merged to one table. Eight left playing. Dahmer took an enormous pot off my hands with my pocket queens, he had pocket fuckin Jacks and rivered my ass without any lube, Jack to trip him up. Grrr. I came back strong and took him out two hands later. The others dropped like flies.
I some how revived a suffocating Pauly and he was strong and back in the game. Mrs. Para, Pauly and I, shuffled chips between each other. Four hours later we decided to split the $220 pot. I got 90 being chip leader and they got 65 each, not bad for a Sunday clean up.