Barney Stinson Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 I knew that. Just hadn't seen you in Fantasy for ages. Oh yeah you're a mod Yeah I've been quite busy these days, not even enough time for NHL10! Link to comment
b3. Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 Oh yeah you're a mod Yeah I've been quite busy these days, not even enough time for NHL10! You will have to change that! Especially for NHL11. Link to comment
-Goose- Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 Straight to the top in my extra small white tee Link to comment
Barney Stinson Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 You will have to change that! Especially for NHL11. How's Big Mats doing these days? Link to comment
:D Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 It was two weeks ago, and like every other night that week, I was sitting at the same Blackjack table as I always do. I was losing slightly more than I was winning but I still had a ways to go before busting. It was the same dealer as every night and it was the regular crew of losers like me that sat at the table, giving our money away. I had no idea what time it was but this little Chinese boy arrived next to me and hopped up on the chair. He bought in for five bills and it was a wonder of wonders that he was even allowed into the casino, he barely looked sixteen. As the dealer pulled out the kid's chips, I noticed his companion. She was the same age as him, but cute as a button and wide-eyed at merely being inside a casino, never mind the hour or the stink of the rest of us at the table. As he got his chips, I asked the kid his name. "Joe. Joe Lee." That wasn't his name, but I didn't care. After a few hands, I could tell that he hadn't played the game much before. I offered him some tips on basic strategy and how to make the money last longer than he was going to. It must have been karma because I began making some of my own chipstack back. The kid wasn't as lucky. Five hundred will last for at least a good couple of minutes at any ten-dollar table so I started watching his friend out of the corner of my eye. She would lean up against him with her eyes on the table or her lap, anywhere but on the rest of us lowlifes. Every so often, especially after losing a hand, he would tell her to back off, or move over, and she quietly would. At least until somebody bumped by her and spooked her back towards the kid. He didn't notice. He was staring so hard at the card that I thought they would ignite. Half an hour later, he busted. Somehow I had managed to gain back a couple of bucks. He began to collect his stuff. "What's your friend's name?" He told me. I smiled my best smile that she didn't see. "Don't sweat the game, little friend. You'll win it back the next time." "Maybe, maybe not. Maybe you guys are just luckier than I am." I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. So I walked out of the casino and did both. 1 Link to comment
kanucks25 Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 How's Big Mats doing these days? The girl in your avatar annoys me. Not what she's doing, just her face/the way she looks. I don't know why... Link to comment
Barney Stinson Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 The girl in your avatar annoys me. Not what she's doing, just her face/the way she looks. I don't know why... Contact Susan Boyle asap. Link to comment
Schroeder's Wrister Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 can't wait for NHL11 EASHL! Link to comment
That's What She Said Posted August 9, 2010 Share Posted August 9, 2010 Herro everyone. Link to comment
Likewise Posted August 9, 2010 Share Posted August 9, 2010 EVERY TIME SO IM HERE ALL CHEERFUL AND SUCH THEN I SEE TWSS'S SIG AND MY FACE Link to comment
MeatCurtainsMcGee Posted August 9, 2010 Share Posted August 9, 2010 http://toronto.bluejays.mlb.com/video/play.jsp?content_id=10710721 This is me catching Overbay's HR on Saturday :D Link to comment
:D Posted August 9, 2010 Share Posted August 9, 2010 That's what she said, I got your pm but I can't read my PMs because of some forum error. If they were pics, just post them in this thread Link to comment
-Goose- Posted August 9, 2010 Share Posted August 9, 2010 (edited) I just found a real life version of Tinkerbell. Go to 2:25 to see her frolic :D She's really talented too. Edited August 9, 2010 by The Main Mam Link to comment
d^/ > _ < \^b Posted August 9, 2010 Share Posted August 9, 2010 ^^ the other violinists should really show some excitement. Mairead and the audience are all so cheerful and pumped up (especially after 2:25 lol) but they seem totally emotionless. But overall, great video. Link to comment
That's What She Said Posted August 9, 2010 Share Posted August 9, 2010 EVERY TIME SO IM HERE ALL CHEERFUL AND SUCH THEN I SEE TWSS'S SIG AND MY FACE I think there's a Visine for that. Link to comment
Super19 Posted August 9, 2010 Share Posted August 9, 2010 It was two weeks ago, and like every other night that week, I was sitting at the same Blackjack table as I always do. I was losing slightly more than I was winning but I still had a ways to go before busting. It was the same dealer as every night and it was the regular crew of losers like me that sat at the table, giving our money away. I had no idea what time it was but this little Chinese boy arrived next to me and hopped up on the chair. He bought in for five bills and it was a wonder of wonders that he was even allowed into the casino, he barely looked sixteen. As the dealer pulled out the kid's chips, I noticed his companion. She was the same age as him, but cute as a button and wide-eyed at merely being inside a casino, never mind the hour or the stink of the rest of us at the table. As he got his chips, I asked the kid his name. "Joe. Joe Lee." That wasn't his name, but I didn't care. After a few hands, I could tell that he hadn't played the game much before. I offered him some tips on basic strategy and how to make the money last longer than he was going to. It must have been karma because I began making some of my own chipstack back. The kid wasn't as lucky. Five hundred will last for at least a good couple of minutes at any ten-dollar table so I started watching his friend out of the corner of my eye. She would lean up against him with her eyes on the table or her lap, anywhere but on the rest of us lowlifes. Every so often, especially after losing a hand, he would tell her to back off, or move over, and she quietly would. At least until somebody bumped by her and spooked her back towards the kid. He didn't notice. He was staring so hard at the card that I thought they would ignite. Half an hour later, he busted. Somehow I had managed to gain back a couple of bucks. He began to collect his stuff. "What's your friend's name?" He told me. I smiled my best smile that she didn't see. "Don't sweat the game, little friend. You'll win it back the next time." "Maybe, maybe not. Maybe you guys are just luckier than I am." I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. So I walked out of the casino and did both. Heartbreaking. I'm so sorry. Link to comment
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