Super Monkey Life Tilt
Four hours of sleep.
Car trouble. More money spent, problem still not entirely resolved, and horrid service.
Tournament loss to donkey play.
Cash loss to even donkeyer players.
Plus, someone poured a glass full of sticky red liquor all over my beautiful new faux fur coat.
Morons.
I should not play poker when I'm running this bad.
2 Comments:
Shit, Sis.
Ouch! Double or triple ouch. Sorry to hear.
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