We play poker. We play poker tough, hard and wild. Really wild. One-eyed jacks wild. Threes and nines wild, as in Baseball. All red cards wild as in Bloodbath. And we aren't afraid to lose, two dollars, three dollars, even ten dollars a night. We laugh together, we cry together, we nosh together. If this blog had a subhead, it would be The Fellowship of the Bluff.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
And so on to the 8th
So January 8th at chez Monga-Moore. We'll consult on the menu later. And for players we have...
That was not a chortle that you just heard. That was a chuckle. I am chuckling in anticipation of another evening of family entertainment and good fellowship. This is not about money, people. Well, not about my money.
Robertsons are there for the win. Not the tie. The win.
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