King Me

Forty, Sixty, One Eighty, were the pay outs for first second and third place. Fourteen players filled the Monkey Casino, knees to nuts. I was in a Paul sandwich, Big Dick Paul (which has yet to be proven) on my left and cute Paul to my right, placed my hands on both their thighs and declared myself "the meat". Till I took Cute Paul out of the game, then the new guy Roy was next on my hit list, down to eight players we merged. No need to haul all my chips far, over to table one.

Final table players were all about even chipped. X, BD Paul, Chuck, Bryan, New Ernie, Dahmer, 1000air, and I saddled up for the next round of card playing. I took a huge pot off of Dahmer, He had the nuts flush and I had a full house Tens over Kings. That pretty much sealed his fate of being the next one out. I bet smart, I didn’t want to scare him out, so I bet small, then bigger, then a little bigger, he was not happy at all, he looked at me and said "Are you happy now, you humiliated me in front of everyone, I hope you are proud of yourself" and I was.

I played well but in the end just got out played, I took fourth for second Thursday in a row, no money. The best hand I played all night; my holds are King Jack off suit, everybody folds but X, he calls my big blind and we see the flop, Eight, Ten, Jack falls. So I'm holding top pair with a great kicker, and X bets twenty, I call. Next card is a king, X raises all in, I have two pair, top pair at that, what the fuck could he have… I thought about it, called time and then I folded…good thing, X had pocket Kings and would have wiped me out right then and there. It was a good lay down.
No cash game for me, I was tired, drunk and stoned, I said my good nights and went home