Grubby at PokerWorks

This week’s orange bracelet-o’-the-week is “Keep It Fun,” and because of my history with putting the fun in gamboolfunning (see Gamblers Anonymous’ Twenty Questions), The American Gaming Association kindly asked me to edit some of their talking points.
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The gambler in me that gets so pissed at others sucking out is the same gambler in me that dorkily sings out loud “We Are the Champions” while putting a bad beat on someone else.

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With my history of cracked Aces, obviously I should have folded with two all-ins behind me. But no, I get off on collecting bubble finishes in PokerTracker.

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My NETeller loot EFTed to my bank account in less than 12 hours. Just like the old days.

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I’ve been having some vivid dreams of being tortured.

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“I need to work on being charming,” I said.

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I’ve been playing illegal online poker while waiting 8.5 more hours for my illegal download of “The Office” to complete.

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Saturday night, saw a late night musical about cannibalism and then joined a friend for some nonstop binge drinking.

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I’ve been entrenched in reading the streaming PokerNews updates of the WSOP, even dreaming that they ended the day early because of excessive farting.

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“I knew you won $2 million; I didn’t know you won a bracelet.”

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