Our Ladies nights have turned into co-ed games. I don't know how it happened, but it did. I've started a new FaceBook forum for local poker players of the female persuasion, so we can try to ramp up our games. You can visit
"He cursed. He berated. He gloated. He scolded, steamed, and insulted. He drank beer after beer after beer and shouted when they weren’t coming fast enough, and Scotty Nguyen did all of this on the way to winning what many poker players consider the most prestigious tournament of the year.
Nguyen may have won the 2008 $50,000 World Series of Poker H.O.R.S.E. event, but many believe his behavior and intimidation tactics clearly violated the World Series of Poker’s own rulebook, while tournament officials did nothing but watch and cringe with the rest of the crowd.
For his part, Nguyen seems to understand the consequences of his behavior, and he responded to fans in a comment on a CardPlayer.com article about the event (scroll down to the long comment on Aug. 20). His expansive comment reads, in part:
“I would like to apologize to all my fans for the disappointment I have caused in the H.O.R.S.E. event. For that I would like to express my sincerest apology. I would like to ask for understanding of what really took place,” Nguyen wrote. “All I would ever be sorry (for), is how the fans feel about me, I would never be sorry to beat those players.”
The WSOP, trying so hard to legitimize itself as an American sport through a well-polished broadcast prominently featuring sponsorships with major companies, admits that the matter of rule enforcement and consistency needs to be addressed, and it promised a re-examination of its protocol when contacted by Card Player.
WSOP Tournament Director Jack Effel is on vacation and unavailable for comment, and Harrah’s released this paragraph when asked to comment for this article:
“All players at the WSOP must conduct themselves appropriately. We obviously have some work to do on this matter. With that in mind, a process has been under way since the end of the WSOP to re-examine the rules related to player conduct and the enforcement of those rules. We will have something more substantive to say on this matter well before the start of the 2009 WSOP.”
The rules on player conduct are clear, but how to punish rule-breakers is up to interpretation.
Section IV of the 2008 WSOP tournament rules is titled Player Conduct and Tournament Integrity. This chapter contains 11 subsections that warn players that Harrah’s won’t tolerate any kind of questionable behavior, ranging from cheating to abusing fellow players. Violate the rules, and Harrah’s is allowed to implement penalties at the sole discretion of floor personnel.
Michael DeMichele, the main target of Nguyen’s tirades, said the only time a floor person came over to give any of the players warnings was when Nguyen’s talk about his desire to face Lindgren heads-up became detailed. Noting Nguyen’s behavior, DeMichele really wasn’t sure if what Nguyen was doing was breaking written rules.
“There probably could’ve been a couple of points where I could have requested penalties, but I don’t necessarily like to do that,” DeMichele said. “I could handle myself. I could take the berating well and still apply my best game, but what happened to me certainly wasn’t fair, and it would’ve been nice if I had had someone to help me out.”
Someone should have jumped in, and DeMichele didn’t need to ask. Nguyen was in clear violation of at least two written sections:
35. Any player who directs any profane and/or abusive language at another player, dealer, or tournament staff member or who makes any profane and/or abusive comments about another player, dealer, or tournament staff member will be penalized in accordance with Rules No. 31 and/or 51. In particular, the use of the so-called “f-bomb” and “c-bomb,” as well as derivatives of those and similarly offensive terms, will subject the offending player to penalties if they are directed at or refer to another player, dealer, staff member, patron, or official of Harrah’s or the WSOP. In Harrah’s sole and absolute discretion, it may impose at any time a zero-tolerance policy for profane language whether directed at another person or not.
And also:
38. Player or staff abuse will not be tolerated. A player may incur a penalty up to and including disqualification for any abuse toward another player or staff member, and the player could be asked to leave the property. Repeated etiquette violations, such as touching another player’s cards or chips, delay of game, and excessive chatter, will result in penalties.
The World Series of Poker has published the entire rulebook online (PDF).
As repeatedly stated throughout the rules document, though, penalties are made at the sole discretion of the floor staff, so implementation of the written rules can vary from event to event. This wasn’t the only moment during a WSOP event this year that a former champion received what some might feel is preferred treatment. Phil Hellmuth had a penalty removed after he complained about it during an event.
When contacted, DeMichele spent a good portion of the conversation apologizing for his early behavior, which the players translated as gloating. This wasn’t the case, DeMichele said, and it was a lesson he will take with him.
“Let me say, I just wanted to have a good time and be happy-go-lucky, and I didn’t realize how my actions were affecting others,” DeMichele said. “I certainly didn’t mean to rub it in anyone’s face that I won a pot and they lost it. I was just trying to have a good time, and I didn’t realize I was offending anybody, so I apologize about that. And immediately after I realized that I was offending people, I stopped. I really don’t want to get under everyone’s skin. Poker is about having fun for me.”
A collage of Nguyen’s Lowlights is available through YouTube, and viewers are harshly taking Nguyen to task in the comments section there. Immediately after the broadcast, Card Player received e-mails complaining about Nguyen’s antics. Poker forums across the Internet are boiling over with condemnation of Nguyen, and people are also wondering why tournament personnel didn’t jump in and penalize “The Prince of Poker.”
WSOP announcer Norman Chad repeatedly cracked about Nguyen’s drinking ability (the jokes took a tinge of sadness as the show went on) and made it clear to viewers that Nguyen’s behavior was out of line, but hardly anything was said about tournament officials needing to step in and curb the outbursts through warnings and penalties. In fact, if Erick Lindgren wasn’t caught whispering into an official’s ear after one of Nguyen’s outbursts, viewers most likely wouldn’t even know that officials have the option to try to curb this kind of boorish behavior.
Haunted by the Past?
Nguyen watched the broadcast Tuesday night and said he regrets that he was portrayed as a drunk and vehemently denied that he is more than a casual drinker. Nguyen says he was not, or ever is, drunk, and his portrayal during the ESPN broadcast was not accurate. He says that what viewers didn’t see was that most of the beers were taken away before they were half empty, but during the broadcast, Nguyen is shown red in the face and furious that it was taking so long for his cocktails to arrive.
“Where’s my f---ing cocktail, man?” Nguyen was shown yelling, his hands in the air in frustration after watching a chunk of his chip stack go away. “What’s up with this, man? Does this table wait forever? F---, enough is enough, man. We play in this game, we wait for a f---ing cocktail?”
Even one of his friends, Todd Brunson, felt compelled to comment on broadcast through an online poker forum. Brunson said it was so obvious that Nguyen was melting down, that he forced him to have a smoke-break during play.
“Scotty was under a lot of pressure to win. While he almost always drinks while playing, I’ve never seen him drink that much either at or away from the table. I also think the time issue caught up with him. The final table went well into the morning, and once you start drinking like that, you’re going to crash if you stop,” Brunson wrote. “It’s hard to defend him after the display [he] put on, but Scotty truly is a nice guy and a gentleman gambler 99.9 percent of the time. ESPN just caught him during that 0.1 percent when he went freakin’ crazy.”
DeMichele also thinks that the more beer that went into Nguyen, the worse his behavior became.
“Scotty’s behavior was completely uncalled for, in my opinion. I think that he became belligerent as he continued to drink. I know that I had offended the table earlier on, but I think he wanted to pick a target to fight with,” DeMichele said. “There were times when I went into the VIP room (during breaks) and many famous poker players had told me that that this is a normal thing for Scotty. At final tables, he likes to get into the heads of others and berate them and beat them down mentally, and that the best thing I could do is try to fend him off without looking bad on TV myself.”
Take a Bow
Nguyen admits that DeMichele’s bowing after a hand got to him and brought out the emotions that he had felt while suffering a major meltdown during last year’s main event, when he went from second in chips to out the tournament with 11 players left. Nguyen said one of the reasons he let himself play so badly to be knocked out last year was that he bottled his emotions and kept his mouth shut.
“I let the player get under my skin [in 2007], and I didn’t say anything at all, and I got knocked out. I made a big mistake just because of the fans,” Nguyen said. “All my life, I’ve tried to give the fans what they want, what the need, a good game, The Prince of Poker that they know. But you know, [the 2008 H.O.R.S.E] event was too big to keep my mouth shut. If you want to get under my skin, I want to get under yours back. That is my game plan.”
He wasn’t going to let the same meltdown happen as last year. With four players left, Lindgren finally stopped DeMichele’s rush with a big hand, and when he did, he took a table bow and made a comment to the crowd critical of DeMichele’s bowing and hamming it up. Nguyen took that as a cue to teach the youngster a lesson on poker etiquette and proceeded to verbally abuse DeMichele for the remainder of the match. Nguyen called DeMichele names, directed the infamous F-bomb at him repeatedly, berated his play, showed his hands to the crowd while still in a hand, and made it public that he wanted to face Lindgren heads-up.
Later in the match, Nguyen got on Lindgren’s bad side, as well, after getting visibly angry and berating Lindgren for raising a bet, because he said he was working to protect Lindgren’s hand against DeMichele. Lindgren told Nguyen that he wasn’t aware that he was doing that and made it clear that he’s not on “Team Scotty” — and never will be.
After Lindgren was knocked out, he embraced DeMichele and told him to “Go get him, man. Make Chip proud.”
Players who knew Chip Reese before he passed away in December 2007 respected him for his steady demeanor, respect for the game and its players, and kindness and his humble attitude, among many other things. Harrah’s honored the memory of Reese, who won the inaugural $50,000 H.O.R.S.E. event in 2006, by awarding a trophy for this event in his honor.
During the last hand, a hold’em hand that Nguyen won by having a better kicker to his ace, DeMichele, in an attempted humbled moment, said to Nguyen that he’s probably too young to win the event and that he doesn’t deserve to win such a prestigious bracelet. Nguyen didn’t hesitate: 'You don’t, baby.'"
All in all, I think it was a pretty sad day for the world of poker. We've talked about it constantly since then...opinions vary, & it's a pretty hot topic. There is a fine line between trash talk & shame, competitive play & poor taste, getting under someone's skin & making a complete ass of yourself...many of us have crossed it, accidentally, or otherwise, but I haven't seen this sort of behavior on the pro circuit. Ever. When you're besting Mike Matusow & Phil Helmuth in this area, I think it's time to take a good, long look in the mirror...
Up the Ante, jj.
Tonight is still up in the air...Shane is hosting a stag for a buddy tonight for all you fellas...I think we're out of the loop on this one, ladies! The facts as I know 'em are: 10 buck cover for peelers & poker around 8pm at the Austrian Club. We may play at my place at the same time, then meet here around 11 for the grand finale.
Well, I've been playing quite a bit lately...I joined Anastasia for Ladies Night at the Casino (with results not worth discussing)...I ended up in the main poker room after about 3 hours. We've played at the Brain/Pickle household a few times (accompanied by great food!) and at my place a number of times (accompanied by pickles.) I have my name in the pool at a local airline (that now flies directly to Vegas) so I hope to travel a lot more, & play more games outside the province. In one of our last games, we saw a straight flush, a royal, and quads twice inside an hour, so there's been lots of action. There's also been lots of concerts & football games to contend with recently, so we haven't had all the regulars at the same game for quite some time. I'm booked up for the weekend, & have my mother coming to stay with me early next week (no, she's not single, & NO, she does not want to play poker with you!) so I won't see y'all for a bit...shall we say, Wednesday?
Apparently, we aren't the young die hards we once were. It has been a long weekend, mind you. It all started with an absolutely mad cash game at Ben's, then a nail biting Rider game, followed by the Tom Nichols Classic ball tournament (complete with 2 cabarets)...we took a day off for some dice & a dip in the pool, then had one last grab at poker last night. The tourney, which started just after 8pm, was over & done with around 11pm. It's not like there were just a couple of us, either...I played like a pansy, & still came in 2nd. It was such an extraordinary occurrence...I'm still baffled! I cannot recall the last time we didn't have a second game. Lord, love a duck, 'cause we just aren't Spring Chickens anymore...
I guess my only excuse for not posting recently is that I've been too busy playing poker to write about it. Since my last entry, we've seen a number of games here, & a wild and crazy cash game at Ben's. We had a nice large tournament at my place last week, for which I couldn't even find enough chairs! Turnouts have been so good, we've been resorting to multi-table tournaments with cash games running simultaneously. Last night wasn't my finest showing, but besides that, I've had some decent runs. I've also had some great results online, so all in all, it's been a pretty good couple of weeks. We've seen some folks lately that haven't been out in a while...Aaron, Glenn, Ann, Troy, Darrel, Kelly...it's good to have y'all back! (Practicing my drawl for Texas!) With the Riders undefeated, we've had some really long days...those early afternoon football starts mean that a lot of us are putting in a full day's work! Up the Ante, jj.
Last night's game was at my place in Walsh Acres. There were no power outages or acts of God. There were no 911 calls. There was no choking, beating, or dismemberment of any kind. I thought we might break the streak when I pulled a shocking Royal on 5th on an all-in, but clearer heads prevailed. So really, I guess there's not much to report...just a nice, friendly game. What's good for the heart isn't necessarily good for the blog! I have heard a rumor about a Monday game in Broder's Annex, so we will just have to make it through the weekend...I'm sure we can fill our time with fishing, camping, BBQs, & football...it's only 4,827 minutes away! I am hosting my little buddy Liam's birthday this Wednesday...he wants a pirate party, & by God, that's what he shall have! Everyone will be in costume...I'm constructing a ship for the back yard, to be placed by the pool, so the diving board will be perfectly situated for "walking the plank" & I'm planning the greatest treasure hunt known to man...Liam loves poker almost as much as he loves pirates, so I will be playing with a bunch of 5 year olds (how do you say "send your child with with their piggy-bank and a couple extra hundred" on an invitation?) With my luck lately, it could turn out to be a very expensive afternoon. Have a great weekend! Up the Ante, JJ.
Oh man...what can I even say about tonight's proceedings? I don't feel I'm at liberty to write too much, as I don't want my @$$ hauled in to court to testify! Let's try aliases...Homer & Bart should suffice...if you only knew how accurate this depiction is! The following rendition is in chip values, so it's not as dire as it might sound....It was maybe the third or fourth hand of the evening...there were a number of people in a min-raised pot...perhaps $200 or so...Bart bets $500 out of turn, & the player 2 to his right raises to $2700...Bart rethinks his $500 raise, & attempts to pull it from the pot, with the classic "I didn't see his cards"...Homer takes exception to his "refund" & says that the bet stays...fair enough. There was a little verbal abuse (there's a lot of history I don't have the time or inclination to delve into) & the war was on. Bart relents, & you'd think that might be the end of the story....we should be so lucky! I honestly can't recall how the hand turned out, as Bart left the table after a not-so-quick fold...a few moments later, to my shock & horror, Homer has Bart up against the wall (see image top left) & pizza is flying everywhere (side note---Bart, you may want to look into a higher caliber of guard dog...in your moments of mortal peril, 'Santa's Little Helper' was lapping pepperoni from the furniture!)...I leaped from my seat to break things up (thanks for the help, fellas!) & Homer finally released his grasp, & stormed out of the house. We were all very much in shock. I have never witnessed such a scene in all my years at the tables (save for a very sour game of Monopoly at age 7.) I get both sides, but really guys, let's be honest...there's no shortage of trash-talking, bitching, & whining at our games...it's not an entirely new concept. Life's too short to take things so seriously. I can refer y'all to some great therapists, so let's just take a deep breath, a sip of tequila, & play some cards. A gentle reminder...where would the Simpson's be without BOTH Bart & Homer? Up the Ante, JJ.
We played the cash game from hell at Ben's last night from 6pm until 2am...minimum buy in was 2, and it got crazier as the night went on...I went home happy after winning only 4 pots the entire evening. There was just no way to take a stab at a pot with a marginal hand...it was, hands down, the worst poker I've seen in my life! (and I've seen a LOT of bad poker--from the driver's seat!) There were, perhaps, 4 pots under a hundred bucks. You could not keep people out of a hand, for love nor money. There were 2 other players with some semblance of a grasp on the game, & one quite good player (who was just as frustrated as I!) There were a lot of beginners that wanted to play like the big cats on TV...anything on the table was game...watches to car keys to big ol' stacks of cash...it was surreal. It sounds like a dream game...patience should pay off eventually, one would think! Without a brilliant hand & ideal flop, you just couldn't afford to play. I wasn't under-funded, either...the game was just that silly. I threw away countless hands I would have played extremely aggressively in any other game in the world. It was incredibly frustrating to sit back & wait for premium hands...even when I finally caught something, it was often not playable after the flop, & I threw good money after bad on a number of occasions. Suck-outs were the rule, not the exception. I know exactly what you're thinking as you read this....how can I get in on this game?!?!?...let me tell ya, brother...I'm not sure your heart can take it! It was the most back-ass-words situation, with odds having absolutely no bearing on reality! Words just cannot describe last night's events...it was something you'd have to see for yourself to believe. I have never had to adjust my play like I did last night...I'm excited about a good solid game tonight! I don't think I will ever be so happy to face good players again (except, of course, for the day when I get to play with Negreanu! I think I will pencil him in!) There's a tourney tonight at the Brothers Grimm residence in Rochdale at 6pm. Kelly's off fishing (we sure do miss you!) but I think the rest of the regular crew will be there! See you then! Up the Ante, jj.
We've been playing some cards, but I haven't had time to write. Actually, that's a bold faced lie. I just haven't felt like it. The only thing that really needs recounting is a game from a few nights back...it goes a little like this...
Last night's game was a late one....we played at Linden's in the SE. We started around 8 after a smoking barbecue at Brain's...thanks for the amazing steak!...Hartland, Linden, Brain, Brad, Brett, Lee, & Troy were in attendance, & Jen & Don joined us for game 2, which finished around 3:30am. I'm not sure I buy the fact that Don's never played before, by the way...he's a player if ever I've seen one! Brad won both games last night, with Lee in 2nd the first game, & me finishing in 2nd place in the last game. Congrats, you tight coot! I don't remember the last time one individual won both games! We'll be having a tournament at my place on Wednesday night...see you all then! Ann, we really missed you last night!...We'll make sure to organize a sitter early next game! Up the Ante, JJ.
Glen hosted a great 2 table tourney last night in Broder's Annex. Ann & I chose this game over Ladies Night at the Casino. Linden was, as usual, loud enough to wake the dead...he hasn't been at the last couple of games, & I have to admit that something seemed a little off in his absence. Out of the 15 or so players, there were a number I hadn't met before, so it was definitely a learning experience. Ann, Kelly, Glen, & I were at one table, while Linden & Patrick were at the other...it was like Christmas dinner at the kid's table for a time. At one point, there was talk that Linden had more chips than our entire table combined. While shouts (and groans) of "all in" and "re-buy" resounded only a few feet away, we kept plugging along...not that we didn't keep things rolling on our end...Brain was also at our table! It was stable vs volatile....the tortoise & the hare...David & Goliath. There was some great poker, & some bingo. The tables combined around midnight. Unfortunately, I was the one who took Ann out, & soon we were down to 3...Linden, Harvey, (whose name I remember because it was tattooed on his arm) & I. After a few chip swings, we cut a deal to play a 'quick' freeze out. I believe Linden finished first in the second game, but much as I like to be all in by eight, I like to be in bed by three, so I headed home. I started a rumor of a Wednesday game, so we'll see how it pans out...please call to RSVP. Cheers! Up the Ante, jj.
Last night's play consisted of two tournaments at Brad & Brett's place in Walsh Acres. The Brother's Grimm, Fraser, Todd, Hartland, Patrick, Brian, & the new guy were in attendance, & Blaze, the sweet little pooch, was licking everyone she could get her mitts on, & puking on the carpet. I busted out of the first tournament, & headed off to meet some buddies at a steak night. I missed the chow, & decided to return from my 'cooler' for game two. I was starving, so I thought I'd pick up something nasty from McDonald's on the way. As I pulled up to the drive-thru, I considered walking back into the game, a sack of grease-filled goodies under my arm, & knew I could have a potentially dangerous situation on my hands...6 nuggets divided by 8 hungry (and ornery) individuals was just not going to cut it. I decided to make the inevitable call so they could place their orders; let me tell 'ya, Santa's list had nothing on mine. The poor kid at the window looked like he was contemplating early retirement as I placed the substantial order. After what seemed like an eternity, I managed to lug the greasy sacks of 'food' back to the house (I believe we have Fraser to thank, in part, for the delay...who the hell orders McDonald's fries with no salt?) & after a quick snack break, it was business as usual. I sucked out, time & time again. I hit an impossible runner-runner, pulling 2 of the 3 remaining cards in the deck to give me the win. It was a sight to behold (or forget as soon as humanly possible, depending on who you ask.) The night ended around 3am, with Brad, Patrick, & I in the final 3. I don't remember this particular scenario ever occurring before...it was more than interesting. We were all pretty tired, & Patrick was first to be knocked out (not for lack of trying on my part...I must have been all in at least 5 times!) I took 2nd with a pair of Kings, due to my middling kicker (and just plain poor judgment,) losing to Brad's Kings with the Ace. A good, greasy, time was by all. I believe we may have a ladies tournament tonight, so please RSVP before 7! I think us gals will be a tad more discerning regarding sustenance, but other than that, we could do worse than to have a night just like last one! Up the Ante, jj.
I turned up at Brain's for a wicked BBQ, deviled eggs, potato & pasta salads in tow. Tacky as they are, deviled eggs are the first item to disappear from the table at any social gathering. They cooked up some mean steaks, & we had a sinfully delicious meal; then it was off to Glenn's for an interesting mix of Hair Stylist/Realtor/Steel Worker poker. Everyone was half in the bag before arriving, so it was not the demonstration of skill and dexterity we're accustomed to (I was definitely a front runner for biggest jack ass!) I busted out of both games with alarming alacrity! We should be ready for the first poolside game by the weekend! Hope to see you there! Don't forget to bring the deviled eggs! Up the Ante, jj.
Well, last night's game started late...again...'7pm sharp' means 'drop by whenever you feel like it' apparently...Brain & I tipped back a cool one at around 1pm. We started planning the evening's festivities, including a BBQ slated for 5pm. After a couple drinks, cooking outdoors seemed like a pretty big hassle...in fact, cooking in general was not an appealing idea...we decided to hit the liquor store & a drive-thru, & save ourselves the hassle. I slammed my cell in the door of my vehicle in the liquor store parking lot, wrecking both the door & the phone in the process. We picked up goodies for a midnight buffet, then crept back to my place as I attempted to hold the driver's side door on...it was a disaster, but a ton of fun. Brain, Linden, Lee, Jen, Ann, Todd, Brett, & myself had a tourney with the ladies finishing in the top 3 (me 1st, Jen, the newbie, 2nd, & An 3rd)...that was a first in our game! Last year sometime we had 4 ladies at the table, but I'm usually the only gal...it was something to behold, let me tell you! The following freeze-out saw Jen finishing 1st & Linden 2nd. The fellas are still scratching their heads (among other things!) We had a good laugh over Jen's husbands' prior warnings about the dire consequences of playing at a table with men! We ladies went for a couple drinks afterwards, as it was Ann's birthday....it was a great night, all told...now we're just waiting for some nice weather for a poolside game! See you this weekend! Up the Ante, jj.
Why, a mixed tape, of course! All of us up here in Canada are pretty sore that Pandora is no longer available. There are a lot of American things we don't give a crap about (Bush tops my list) but can't you share the tunes? Music is always an issue at my games...I'm tryin' to focus on cards, & everyone's whining about the Nana Mouskouri Christmas tune that somehow made it onto my computer. Some of my guests want to hear old country, most prefer 70s classic rock, & I'd like a little Drop Kick Murphy's...once again, the solution is only a few clicks away. I really like Finetune these days....I added a few of my lists here, in case you're interested in my outstanding taste in music, or just too damned lazy to create your own. Up the Ante, jj.
Poker has resumed in my world. After the death of my 2 beloved dogs, I was out of the loop for a while. I also forgot my blogger password, genius that I am. Here we go again...There will be a tournament at my place tonight...Usual game, starting at 8pm...please call to RSVP. I did take in some of the Classic 2 weeks ago...I watched a lot of good play, & entered 2 satellites....no dice. 2 bad beats later, I was at the cash tables...took one bad hit, then recouped...decided to get while the gettin' was good. We had an interesting game in the garage at my place a while back...it went late, & there was a lot of monkey business. We are still waiting for 'Steve 9-4' to join us one of these nights. I've taken a few firsts in other games recently, but not much to say about my regular game...won once, chopped once, one 4th (yeah, I know...4th is for suckers.) Thinking seriously about a move at the end of the summer...looking at places in Texas, Austin area in particular. Should I make a move, I will expect you all for an annual tournament...mid-winter perhaps, so you can take a break from the nasty weather. I look forward to seeing you all soon. Paulie, if you are reading this, leave me a note...I haven't got to the States for quite some time, & I lost your number!
Well, the old gals finally went off to play poker in the sky with the infamous dogs on the velvet tapestries. Marty was 11, & Porkchop 13, so they had a good run. We will miss your shenanigans. You never tired of regaling us with your tricks when we had a run of bad cards...your crotch-sniffing, face-licking, pillow humping antics never ceased to entertain! You will never be forgotten. Always, jj.
