What bullshit. (Probably cheated, who knows?) And I don't know why I'm so mad that I lost all this fake money. Whatever. I didn't get to Pro Level V, but it looks like I will stick at Pro Level IV. In the meantime I'll take some time to grow my bankroll and, hey, maybe I'll get another chance to sucker some crazy gambler/bot into giving me his/her/their tens of billions like before. And if I need to be relegated a class or two, I'm OK with that. Just to erase this bad memory.
United States Constitution, Article I, Section 9, Clause 8: "No Person holding any Office of Profit or Trust under them, shall, without the Consent of the Congress, accept of any present, Emolument, Office, or Title, of any kind whatever, from any King, Prince, or foreign State."
Sunday, July 13, 2025
Lost All My Fake Poker Money
I got up to, like, more than $57 million, but I lost it all overnight. I was being slowly bled dry, and then I had three 3's so I shoved, but this motherfucking AI player (or maybe he/she/they is real, who knows?) who was holding two hearts (I was playing Omaha, by the way) got hearts on the last card of the flop, the turn, and then the goddamn river, and now I have nothing.
Labels:
gambling,
losing,
pissing me off,
record-keeping,
unfair
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