June 17th~
It was getting pretty dense in the room as we were laying out our last bets.I was already losing 200 dollars and counting so I made sure my next bet was gonna be my miracle straight from heaven.The guys around me werent making me anymore happy.
Jeremy was already sweating up a beast of a storm on the far left of the table but then again it serves the dumbass for wearing all black in the middle of July.But it takes a dumbass to know a dumbass so yeah.On the other side of the table,Harley was already wearing a huge smirk on her face,almost as big as the mountain of chips she was already fornicating with.The luck of the damn Irish never fails to amaze me
But there was only one person I was truly worried about and that was my close buddy,Roland.If my luck was considered crap then Roland's luck must be the biggest shit that has ever been shat.He was losing nearly all the money he came in with and that wasnt really much to begin with.Worst part is that he has four mouths to feed and take care of at home .Yet he still wastes a good saturday night with the like us,gambling away all of his benjamins to get nil in the end.Nice guys dont deserve this kind of life and this couldnt be applied anymore than to Roland
I had already bet a portion of the miniscule winnings I had left,Jeremy shoved his greasy chips into the pile,Roland couldnt really bet anything at this point so ended up folding and Harley just threw chips into the air like It was Mardi Gras.We all laid down the two cards we had in our hand and you guessed it,Harley got a perfect 21 and took everything from the pile.Fucking miracle from heaven for my dumbass.I slammed the table and just booked it out.I dont know what the rest of them did after wards but I couldnt really care less at that point.Im down 340 dollars,drunk,tired and I think I contracted an infection from the splinters in my hand after that slam
