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Disturbing Comments at the Table
I'm sitting in a game early this morning, a tap on the shoulder arouses me from my folding slumber.
"Hey, those guys over there told me you're a cop, and I'm in some trouble. I got a sixteen-year-old pregnant, and she won't get an abortion." Flabbergasted, my first mental response to this fool is "Hmmm, bitch's gotta die, then." Hesitating, I decide this guy might believe me, and politely inform him that I'm not a police officer, but perhaps he should look into hiring the services of a lawyer and probably not bring up his situation to an officer of the peace. I have no idea if this was a triple checkraise bluff, but folding seemed like the right play since I couldn't beat jack high. Sometimes I feel like a literary character and not a real person. -Michael |
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Re: Disturbing Comments at the Table
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I'm sitting in a game early this morning, a tap on the shoulder arouses me from my folding slumber. "Hey, those guys over there told me you're a cop, and I'm in some trouble. I got a sixteen-year-old pregnant, and she won't get an abortion." Flabbergasted, my first mental response to this fool is "Hmmm, bitch's gotta die, then." Hesitating, I decide this guy might believe me, and politely inform him that I'm not a police officer, but perhaps he should look into hiring the services of a lawyer and probably not bring up his situation to an officer of the peace. I have no idea if this was a triple checkraise bluff, but folding seemed like the right play since I couldn't beat jack high. Sometimes I feel like a literary character and not a real person. -Michael [/ QUOTE ] Great story, Bro. |
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