bj bob
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This past New Year's week I had the interesting experience of meeting up with the Monkey just outside of Reno. After the long drive up from Fresno and fighting a head cold that made my brain feel like it was immersed in a bucket of cement, as well as the side effects of over-doses of TheraFlu, we finally hooked up in the evening.
Having dicussed several plans of attack, Monk then came up with something that made my head spin even more. This idea, at first seemed as cockamamie as the old clean ashtray and turn the seats around gimmick. But, hey, this is the Monkey and, although he might be completely crazy he's no idiot.
So, I thought to myself, as long as this plot doesn't permanently affect my marital status or my ethnic background I'm all in.
Without going into any specifics here, I followed the plan as perscribed, still making no sense whatsoever. But I kept on script anyway. After a half an hour or so I noticed a growing stack of chips in front of me and occasionally glancing over at the Monk I figured he was up a little, but not as much as me. Well, after a little more than a hour I just had to color up due to complete fatigue. I then hit the VP for about 15 mins. and headed over to the cage which took about 10 mins and two phone calls to get my money. What a crock! These guys sweating nowhere near 10K. Ridiculous! But anyway, I finally got off the property and redezvoused with the Chimp at our pre-arranged location. We then settled up and finally calculated the net which turned out a tidy little sum.
I am yet trying to figure out all the math behind this ploy, but little by little it's starting to sink in. My only regret was that stupid cold and that we didn't have more time or the opportunity to attempt an encore and most of all, not enogh time to get him some quality time at the Bakersfield Zoo.
Having dicussed several plans of attack, Monk then came up with something that made my head spin even more. This idea, at first seemed as cockamamie as the old clean ashtray and turn the seats around gimmick. But, hey, this is the Monkey and, although he might be completely crazy he's no idiot.
So, I thought to myself, as long as this plot doesn't permanently affect my marital status or my ethnic background I'm all in.
Without going into any specifics here, I followed the plan as perscribed, still making no sense whatsoever. But I kept on script anyway. After a half an hour or so I noticed a growing stack of chips in front of me and occasionally glancing over at the Monk I figured he was up a little, but not as much as me. Well, after a little more than a hour I just had to color up due to complete fatigue. I then hit the VP for about 15 mins. and headed over to the cage which took about 10 mins and two phone calls to get my money. What a crock! These guys sweating nowhere near 10K. Ridiculous! But anyway, I finally got off the property and redezvoused with the Chimp at our pre-arranged location. We then settled up and finally calculated the net which turned out a tidy little sum.
I am yet trying to figure out all the math behind this ploy, but little by little it's starting to sink in. My only regret was that stupid cold and that we didn't have more time or the opportunity to attempt an encore and most of all, not enogh time to get him some quality time at the Bakersfield Zoo.
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