hold-em becomes roulette

[davet]

So at the 2/4 table, there is a drunken mexican, not to be racist, but the account for the accent.

New dealer, clearly sick of his job afther fifteen years.

Flop: red rag, red rag, red rag, I fold.

Turn: black rag.

Drunk: (for the tenth time in the past ten minutes) Wrong color! wrong color!

Dealer: What are you talking about. THERE IS ONLY TWO COLORS. Red and Black. This isn't Roulette.

Other Player: We want green.

Me: (clown is good to counteract tight table image, as I was already called "My Buddy over there.") Yeah, I want double Zero.

The river; Dealer lays card down face- down, displaying the green back of the card: There, it"s Green, are you happy now, you won.

The table burst out laughing, me almost falling out of my seat....