More bollocks than a gelder's dustbin

21 April 2007

Freedom!

And with that final flourish of the biro, exams were over for another bout and the festivities could begin.


The usual suspects headed off on Friday night for beer, food, more beer and (inevitably), casino and beer. Three of us lasted long enough to find the idea of gambling our hard earned money a good idea. 'Stanley' continued his impressive casino streak by cleaning up at the roulette table:



Millward entertains the idea of sharing his new-found wealth.



And continuing his streak, Will stuffs all his money up the spout, and contemplates the long walk home:



Ah, happy days. Though this morning wasn't so happy, as the beer mugger had struck during the night. My poor old head. That made today's shopping excursion all the more painful, though briefly enlivened by the discovery of this book at Waterstone's:

Readers of OG's blog may have stumbled across the link to Mr Tourette's? Well, it turns out they've made a book of it - and brilliantly, have put one such highly offensive cartoon on the cover. The old guy reading the novel next to me clearly saw the funny side.

A bit specialist, but if you're ever hosting a poker night and need a good blind organiser thing, you could do worse than this gem. The in-game stats (average stack etc) are especially useful for reducing Mullock's thinking time to sub-10 minutes.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Poker. We need to play poker. I hardly play at all nowadays. Mid afternoon cash game. 15p/30p blinds. Pot limit. At Markey Mark's. This Saturday pre le Trap for a few hours. Let's do this.

3:13 PM

 

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