Re: clangs
I'm playing a lot of full ring these days. I'm in the drunkest and most incoherent shape of my life; I couldn't feel better. The game was 2-4, 9 players at the Imperial Palace. The taste of delicious, partially hydrogenated cookies filled my mouth. The action was folded to me; I look down at AK in the cutoff and raise. The button and big blind call. The flop comes, 862, rainbow. It's checked to me, and I bet. Everyone folds.
Victory.
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