contrary to belief no it was not a frying pan indented in my head ,
that stopped me playing poker last night .
the true story is as follows :
i was nursing my little 3 year old angel yesterday morning ,
poor thing had a vomiting bug which lasted only 2 hours .
raver was out shopping for pots and pans ,
she likes to have a good selection to practice with.
so moving on to about 6pm my date with the porcelain god began ,
this was the toughest heads up i have ever played ,
it went on till 3am .
at one stage i was about to write my epitaph ,
it was so bad i hand my finger over the transfer my poker account money to pokerman .
well lucky i didn't because i am almost back to my mmmmmmmmm normal self again.
so if raver lets me come out to play tonight ,
i will be back on record mode tonight !
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