monday night poker

As you may or may not know, every Monday night at the Bull Pen is Texas Hold-em night. So me and a friend decided to randomly go just to see what it's all about. We were having a great time watching the game, chowing down on beer-battered deep-fried goodness, sipping our cokes and grenadine, when all of a great sudden a shouting match broke out! Apparently some dude was caught cheating (and I don't see why this was a big deal seeing as they don't gamble with real money) and the bouncer had to intervene. The big bouncer that looks like Peter Jackson. The one that got stabbed like twice. Being a man of large stature (not Nephi large... more like Buddha large) I thought it quite odd that his weapon of choice was... pepper spray. It was immensely effective, however, in the confusion Peter Jackson forgot how to aim. I was downwind of the infernal pepper spray and got a facefull of the stuff. So today, if you saw me, I was not crying. Or tokin it up.



Now I suppose I should tell the real story... but it's not as entertaining. It's actually quite boring. So maybe I won't tell. (Muahahahahahahahahaaaa)