Once more unto the Baize , dear , Comrades once more; Or close the wall up with our HitSquad dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of Poker blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Disguise Your Hand with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled Limp O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height. On, on, you noblest HitSquad. Whose blood is fet from fathers that be Bluff-proof! Fathers that, like so many Alexanders, Have in these parts from morn till even fought And sheathed their Pocket Pairs for lack of argument: Dishonour not your mothers; now attest That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you. Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to RAISE And you, good Squaddies, Whose limbs were, made on SkyPoker show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot: Follow your spirit, and upon this Flop Cry 'God for Tikay, SkyPoker, and The HitSquad!'
Ty sporny!! GL Team Glama Anna..X INSPIRATION!!!! Once more unto the Baize , dear , Comrades once more; Or close the wall up with our HitSquad dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of Poker blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Disguise Your Hand with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled Limp O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height. On, on, you noblest HitSquad. Whose blood is fet from fathers that be Bluff- proof! Fathers that, like so many Alexanders, Have in these parts from morn till even fought And sheathed their Pocket Pairs for lack of argument: Dishonour not your mothers; now attest That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you. Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to RAISE And you, good Squaddies , Whose limbs were, made on SkyPoker show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot: Follow your spirit, and upon this Flop Cry 'God for Tikay , SkyPoker , and The HitSquad !' William Shakespeare & The Hitman Posted by HITMAN_RV
Ty sporny!! GL Team Glama Anna..X INSPIRATION!!!! Once more unto the Baize , dear , Comrades once more; Or close the wall up with our HitSquad dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of Poker blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Disguise Your Hand with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled Limp O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height. On, on, you noblest HitSquad. Whose blood is fet from fathers that be Bluff- proof! Fathers that, like so many Alexanders, Have in these parts from morn till even fought And sheathed their Pocket Pairs for lack of argument: Dishonour not your mothers; now attest That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you. Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to RAISE And you, good Squaddies , Whose limbs were, made on SkyPoker show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot: Follow your spirit, and upon this Flop Cry 'God for Tikay , SkyPoker , and The HitSquad !' William Shakespeare & The Hitman Posted by HITMAN_RV
In Response to Re: Forum DTD Monday 19/12/2011 - Ideal For People New to Poker & a Lot of Fun : TY Glama Anna, hope to see you in Squaddie colours again soon!! Posted by HITMAN_RV
yep, I'll be up for the next one sorry I didn't do too well!! x
In Response to Re: Forum DTD Monday 19/12/2011 - Ideal For People New to Poker & a Lot of Fun : yep, I'll be up for the next one sorry I didn't do too well!! x Posted by MissFowler
just getting warmed up for the next one hey lol wp and ty for playing x
In Response to Re: Forum DTD Monday 19/12/2011 - Ideal For People New to Poker & a Lot of Fun : just getting warmed up for the next one hey lol wp and ty for playing x Posted by monkey123
Comments
GL Team Glama Anna..X
INSPIRATION!!!!
Once more unto the Baize , dear , Comrades once more;
Or close the wall up with our HitSquad dead.
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of Poker blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise Your Hand with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Let pry through the portage of the head
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled Limp
O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,
Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit
To his full height. On, on, you noblest HitSquad.
Whose blood is fet from fathers that be Bluff-proof!
Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts from morn till even fought
And sheathed their Pocket Pairs for lack of argument:
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
And teach them how to RAISE And you, good Squaddies,
Whose limbs were, made on SkyPoker show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this Flop
Cry 'God for Tikay, SkyPoker, and The HitSquad!'
William Shakespeare & The Hitman
GL All
1. Dudeskin8 (TPT)
2. Rancid (THS)
3. Pokertrev (TPT CAPTAIN)
4. Dtwbandit (TKP)
5. Lisar83 (THS)
6. Ploppy33 (TNP)
7. Solack (IND)
8. Slykllist (THS)
9. Jjjach (TPT)
10. Wynne1938 (THS)
11. Stocky8a1 (TPT)
12. Samantha25 (TKP)
13. Hitman rv (THS CAPTAIN)
14. Johnred888 (THS)
15. Boxster (Team51)
16. Cenachav (IND)
17. Dalek x (THS)
18. Flyingdagg (TPT)
19. Torryboy (TPT)
20. Drumagirl (Team51)
21. Drumahai05 (Team51)
22. Harding10 (THS)
23. Labrat64 (IND)
24. Flashjonny (TPT)
25. Barbie59 (THS)
26. Pomfrittes (TPT)
27. Kiwini4u (TPT)
28. Melopete (TNP)
29. Mysharky (TNP)
30. Jackog9 (IND)
31. Madmoo (TPT)
32. Freechips1 (TPT)
33. Lesdennis (THS)
34. Monkey123 (THS)
35. Tonyglfc (DYM)
36. 18and5time (DYM)
37. Budgirl (IND)
38. Serge77 (DYM)
39. Danny99 (THS)
40. Mrburns4 (TPT)
41. Jaegerbomb (TKP)
42. Supersnedd (Team51)
43. Adey1984 (DYM)
44. Kevcoke69 (Team51)
45. Waller02 (TPT)
46. Sick swans (THS)
47. Timber (DYM)
48. Yidette9 (TKP)
49. Robbierott (TKP)
50. Jimhfx (TKP)
51. Tremayne (TNP)
52. Rab642 (THS)
53. Lambert180 (TPT)
54. Safc20 (DYM)
55. Dubmaster (Team51)
56. Kkrippler (IND)
57. Rossjb14 (TKP)
58. Lee100 (Team51)
59. Spornybol (TPT)
60. Unbpower (TPT)
61. Laura11 (TPT)
62. Imber (Team51)
63. Bigal36903 (Team51)
64. Happynige4 (TKP)
65. Mrs balti (THS)
66. Missfowler (THS)
67. Scorpio13 (TPT)
68. Aiken2001 (TKP)
69. Martin111 (Team51)
70. Beecham (DYM)
71. Ertikins (IND)
72. Gregghogg (TKP)
73. Shipdchips (THS)
74. Billyboots (Team51)
75. Swordsyboy (TNP)
76. Mr bond age (IND)
GOOD LUCK TO ALL 76 RUNNERS TONIGHT
they did phone me at 7.15 but ma conn was down, if too late no worries!
Wooden Spoon for me this week am out of all 3 gl 2 all still in
HAPPY XMAS ALL
AND AGAIN BIG UP FOR YOU MICHAEL AN CHRIS FOR RUNNING THIS EVERY WEEK