Almost threw a man out tonight - for flatulence

[juanez]

I'm not big on toilet humor, but I haven’t posted any stories lately, so here's a little story from tonight...

So, another floor guy greets a player who enters the poker room. I'll call the player Rudy. He's a foul and despicable person who routinely pisses everyone off, dealers and players alike, and he often smells badly of BO.

Anyway, Rudy waddles in and Keith (other floor guy) is talking to him. Suddenly, Keith abruptly walks away from Rudy and he’s shaking his head. He had this confused look on his face. I ask him what that was all about. Keith said that he thinks Rudy crapped his pants, literally, right in front of him. He said Rudy actually paused mid-sentence, made a grimace, let one fly with no inhibitions at all, then continued to bitch about something (the Omaha waiting list I think). Keith said the stench was so overpowering that he had to simply walk away.

Well, Rudy gets into a 9 handed HE game that has had the same players on it for quite a while, making it a full table. Within 10 minutes, it's down to 6 players. Four players had left. You could smell this guy’s asss from half way across the room. All dealers/board/floor in the area were like “What the hell is that?” If you have ever smelled someone with lactose intolerance after they ate a dairy product, you get the idea of the caliber and power of the stench.

Keith and I were debating about who was going to approach this walking stink bomb to ask him to leave when he left on his own, thankfully. The dealer said she could barely take it when Rudy was there and other players commented on the foul odor. We actually pulled his chair aside and replaced it when he left so any leftover emissions trapped in the cushion would not be released by the next player sitting down.

Incredible.