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You betcha CP.... Taking candy from babies if you can catch it!creeping panther said:When you play the right game with the right skillz 1-2% is far from tops.
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You betcha CP.... Taking candy from babies if you can catch it!creeping panther said:When you play the right game with the right skillz 1-2% is far from tops.
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Thanks Sage. A little entertainment never hurts...JtMMsagefr0g said:nice write up's guyz! very entertaining and prosaic but not humdrum or boring.
welcome to the rap club! the BJ RAPPERS
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Yeah right, Sagey, flattery gets you somewhere. :cat:sagefr0g said:nice write up's guyz! very entertaining and prosaic but not humdrum or boring.
welcome to the rap club! the BJ RAPPERS
:celebrate
Nice job on the story MM, two thumbs up.mathman said:The specialist makes his way to his place of battle. A mercenary of sorts, armed with certain weapons and skills only a few can know or understand. He takes his place, confident in his abilities, ready to do battle. He's surrounded by civilians whom he views as only minor distractions, neither friends nor foes. The battle commences and his enemy is strong, stronger than usual. Quickly the gold uniformed devil goes for his ammunition bunker but the specialist has more. He is not worried, just a minor set back, a little loss.
Round by round the battle continues. Some of the civilians have now become casualties but our specialist has deciphered the code that tells him his enemy is vulnerable. He sends in the heavy artillery, only to have the gold uniformed devil snatch it up like a meaningless spec of dirt removed by a vacuum, the vacuum of the devil. He gets another message from his HQ, his opponent seems even weaker. He drops two larger bombs with confidence that his opponent will falter. The vacuum from hell, disguised by the gold uniform and a pretty face snatches up his two bombs like nothing. The specialist now realizes his opponent is not one to be under estimated. Another two bombs are sent to the devil, only this time it seems god has smiled. Our specialist gets to double the strength of both bombs and observation reveals his opponent is of only five. He's got to win this round, all things are in his favor. He flanks his opponent with two platoons of twenty. He sits back and relaxes a bit, smoke em if you got em he thinks. Suddenly out of the devil's trenches pop another six from the devil's reserve, only to be backed up by a compliment of ten and again the vacuum from hell sucks up the specialist's munitions as if they were meaningless specs of dirt.
Retreat seems the only answer. What happened? Intel told him his opponent was weak however the gold uniformed devil was able to conquer him like a civilian. All of his training, his twelve+ years of experience, his special smart bombs, doubled for maximum effect, had no effect on the devils vacuum. So many battles won like this before only to be belittled like an uneducated civilian this time around. He retreats from the battlefield, disgusted and bewildered. His intel was wrong and his opponent was crafty. Wounded and battle worn, he must live to fight another day.
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Thanks MP. I started this thread for fun and entertainment because I thought things were getting a little droll lately. It didn't turn out as funny as I thought it would but it's still been entertainment. It's all good...JtMMMoneyPlays said:Nice job on the story MM, two thumbs up.
You ever think about writing a book? :grin:
I'll tell you what, how about figuring out why you get your brains beat in, fix it, and then go win. Then you can write a story with a happy ending. I'd be bored too if my talents in AP were more suited towards creative writing about it. Although by the looks at most of the posts around here thats par for the course. If you are bored, learn something new, stop waiting for your big break, and don't depend on getting thrills out of a BJ message board. Your story's cute, but not original, you hear it all the time. Ramp up your game at the table if you want to boost some excitement, not on the message board. There, is that fun enough for ya?mathman said:Thanks MP. I started this thread for fun and entertainment because I thought things were getting a little droll lately. It didn't turn out as funny as I thought it would but it's still been entertainment. It's all good...JtMM
Tarzan said:I was at the table the other day in that "dealer from hell" scenario in which a woman at the table referred to that whole "sacred flow of the cards" theory and went into her reasoning on why the table was doing so poorly overall, which was a guy at first base playing back and forth from one to two hands and blah blah blah. Her theory got blown all to hell when this guy left the table and the dealer from hell continued his reign of terror upon all players crossing his path. I then told her I didn't believe in "the sacred flow of the cards" theory but did believe in the "just any ol' crazy damn thing can happen" theory!
In that post what struck me is how everyone deemed his results "normal" without having the slightest reason for concluding so, that I could tell lol.mathman said:There is a post up in the card counting forum titled "Are my results normal (or close)?". In that post...
Hey nice religious try Muckety Muck; but Tarzan's story - while he was comparing his Joan Rivers wig with the lady on the next seat - made it clear that on that occasion, it was the the old familiar dealer from hell problem. Tarzan has spotted this deadly pest and generally takes steps to dodge it. I wonder what made him stick around this time? Hmmm... I betcha he wasn't prayin for help from the blackjack gods. :cat:ihate17 said:Religions, Christianity, Judiasm, Islam etc, including the religion of blackjack losers, the Sacred Flow of the All Knowing Cards, should be capitalized always. Had you had respect for the Sacred Flow of the All Knowing Cards perhaps the Flow at your table would have changed. The cards are all knowing, so they knew there was a heretic at the table and punished all.
ihate17....Grand Muckety Muck of the Sacred Flow of the All Knowing Cards
Katweezel said:Hey nice religious try Muckety Muck; but Tarzan's story - while he was comparing his Joan Rivers wig with the lady on the next seat - made it clear that on that occasion, it was the the old familiar dealer from hell problem. Tarzan has spotted this deadly pest and generally takes steps to dodge it. I wonder what made him stick around this time? Hmmm... I betcha he wasn't prayin for help from the blackjack gods. :cat:
I once brought my mother-in-laws lucky frog key chain... wasn't lucky for me so I tossed it in the trash. Sorry Sagefr0g...ihate17 said:That same old familiar dealer from hell problem.
I explained earlier that a priest loaded with holy water is one of the best solutions. It is not the dealer, it is the devil in the shoe and or the demon in the shuffle machine that has possessed the innocent dealer.
Unfortunately, casinos appear to frown upon frocked guests sprinkling water on their dealers, but that is concrete proof that the casinos are in league with the devil himself.
Has anyone tried chicken bones? This is the voodoo board.
ihate17
possed to have lady luck kiss the frog first, then it's mighty powers are unleasedbjcount said:I once brought my mother-in-laws lucky frog key chain... wasn't lucky for me so I tossed it in the trash. Sorry Sagefr0g...
Then I brought the NY Lottery's, "A Little Bit of Luck" but he didn't work either. Smashed him in the head and tossed him in the ash tray.
The almightly flow of the cards turned to a river and flooded my spot with winning hands, that must have been due to my wife's praying to the BJ gods.
Whew... glad this is the Voodoo board...
BJC
What a way to start the morning, you got me all excited.:grin::grin:sagefr0g said:possed to have lady luck kiss the frog first, then it's mighty powers are unleased