its amazing the stories that I hear that have happened to me, but I play more than most and usually make light of this. However now and then some do come back and I pause and comment. If u play long enough and u think u seen everything, just remember there are only 52 cards in a deck and sooner or later u will.



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when nature comes a calling
By dcrootsSep 18, 08 10:27 AM

So I"m playing at my shop Monday night, doors closed ,only one there. I get KK, bet big and hear a weird noise but decide to try and finish hand. Couple of people fold and I hear the noise again closer, but hand is still going around so i stay put. Then a nose pokes around the corner of my desk. Followed by a big head. Huge frigging groundhog. In my shop. In my office. Foot and a half away from me. We stare at each other for like 10 seconds. Don't know whose jaw dropped more. Finally, someone reraises and the computer makes the beep sound and breaks the spell. I look back to computer and groundhog shuffles away. Finish hand. Now i got to go find this thing in my shop which is 8000 sq. feet and has a million boxes and places to hide. I think i see its tail, under these shelves so like an idiot I bend over to look under shelves. Immediately hear it scurry around behind me as i am bent over with my butt in the air. Jump up, grab first thing i can. It is a push broom. Now I'm waving around this push broom in the middle of a thousand boxes as the groundhog disappears again. Never did find it again. Oh, and of course, I lost with my KK to 22.


COMMENTS
2 bad beats at the same time.....the KK story is WAY more believable at this site! Glad there was no further confrontation. I have a friend moving out that way and I just might have to check on ya if I visit out that way.
True life is ALWAYS better than fiction. Now you will always have your own private version of "Groundhog Day" this is a story you'll be telling your grandchildren about some day as you teach them to play. You will say... "i remember the good old days b4 the virtual reality, brainjacks and pest control electronics... a day back in ought eight when a groundhog came right into the room I was playing poker in" your grandchildren will smile amazed and say... "what's a groundhog?"
up in Oregon possums were always getting into stuff. Hey maybe we can start a new slang in poker for trapping-possum poker.
I almost killed my dog when she hit my arm and I folded KK instead of raising. She got reward biscuits as a 22 type hand won. Another time the reverse happened. I was going to fold, she nudged me and I hit raise. More bicuits for the dog. Maybe I should just let the dog play.
Loved your story.






Redman41
LMAO! Funny sory