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I'm going to go with G.I. Joe's $25,000 blackjack hand.

 

Going back about 15 years, another site decided to give away 50k in free blackjack bets culminating in the last big hand.

All the big forum heavy hitters were there and 10 lucky posters got to play free hands ranging from $500 up to $25,000.

 

As the hands were played and the excitement grew a Las Vegas casino came to a complete stop as everybody, even those not involved,  started wandering over to see what the buzz was about.  

The crowd was about 15 deep and a fake Elvis impersonator kicked it off with a terrible rendition of "Viva Las Vegas".

Most were a bit soused from the booze but the crowd started to warm up into a frenzy as the first few contestants won their hand.  

A cold spell hit for the players as Elvis wouldn't bust and they were dealt stiff hands.

A nervous G.I. Joe stepped up as 25k was counted out and chips were put in the circle.

By this time the crowd was chanting "GI JOE GI JOE GI JOE" and ready to explode.  No one else in the place was playing at this point.

Alas, Elvis pulled out a hand and the only winner was the casino that day.

 

But still a lasting memory.

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I have 8 stories better of meeting posters than a drunk shitting himself in a group of people at a resteraunt. Will play dealers choice since I was accused of only wanting to talk politics today when I was trying to state the opposite.

 

1. Dink and I betting on pinball

2. Waz and the bag of money

3. JK never following anyone no matter what

4. Railbird in Huntington beach

5. Dink, mickey appleman, rich mirin and a crazy trump supporter pre election

6. Badbeatninja (wsop champ devo big on 2p2) prop betting at a rockies game and then prop betting at the airport

7. Railbird part 2

8. Micon stalking me at wsop

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I'm going to go with G.I. Joe's $25,000 blackjack hand.

 

Going back about 15 years, another site decided to give away 50k in free blackjack bets culminating in the last big hand.

All the big forum heavy hitters were there and 10 lucky posters got to play free hands ranging from $500 up to $25,000.

 

As the hands were played and the excitement grew a Las Vegas casino came to a complete stop as everybody, even those not involved,  started wandering over to see what the buzz was about.  

The crowd was about 15 deep and a fake Elvis impersonator kicked it off with a terrible rendition of "Viva Las Vegas".

Most were a bit soused from the booze but the crowd started to warm up into a frenzy as the first few contestants won their hand.  

A cold spell hit for the players as Elvis wouldn't bust and they were dealt stiff hands.

A nervous G.I. Joe stepped up as 25k was counted out and chips were put in the circle.

By this time the crowd was chanting "GI JOE GI JOE GI JOE" and ready to explode.  No one else in the place was playing at this point.

Alas, Elvis pulled out a hand and the only winner was the casino that day.

 

But still a lasting memory.

If there was a poster that would be lucky enough to win that, it was GI Joe, Dante would be the second pick.

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I have 8 stories better of meeting posters than a drunk shitting himself in a group of people at a resteraunt. Will play dealers choice since I was accused of only wanting to talk politics today when I was trying to state the opposite.

 

1. Dink and I betting on pinball

2. Waz and the bag of money

3. JK never following anyone no matter what

4. Railbird in Huntington beach

5. Dink, mickey appleman, rich mirin and a crazy trump supporter pre election

6. Badbeatninja (wsop champ devo big on 2p2) prop betting at a rockies game and then prop betting at the airport

7. Railbird part 2

8. Micon stalking me at wsop

Break out the Railbird stories, those won’t disappoint.

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batemans story about his "friend" stealing his car when bateman went in to a convenience store. leaving behind his wallet, phone ect

 

came out and the dude took off in batemans car. bateman had nothing on him. his parents wouldnt help him because he was recently on drugs and nobody likes a guy with a personality disorder anyways

 

so i guess he was wandering the streets of orlando for 3 days with nothing

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Railbird part 1

I fly out to LA every February for 5-8 days to see my dad, play the 60/120 mix at commerce to test myself and usually meet up with Ed and Jeff (ras) the last few years but mostly I need to get out of the cold and dark of denver in winter.

 

2016 Matt had traded me some college hoops plays for no reason other than to show me he could win as well. I told him I owed him a meal. I tweeted I was at commerce or Hollywood park cant remember and got a dm shortly after asking if we could get the meal. I knew Matt was off but JK always said he is different away from the forums.

 

My aunt who passed in 2017 (later Matt would find her name and explain to me as dean of a community college she wasnt very wealthy unsolicited) and my cousin Amy lived in Huntington Beach so my dad and I used to head down there twice a trip. I ask my dad if he minded if we had lunch with a gambling acquaintance. He's reluctant until I explain he's christian.

 

Dad is 68 now. Devout born again, wears a huge cross and is praying for all, all the time. Church 4 times a week and plays in a christian rock band after years of recording with BB king, Bonnie Raitt etc. Its a trip.

 

I call Rail and I knew things were a bit off to start. I told him we would eat at 1 and when he answered he was breathing heavily and was already there at the crab cookery in Newport. It was 12:15 mind you and now in a different city. Dad's cool with it.

 

My father and I arrive and Matt is wearing a hoodie with the hood on, strings pulled tight and you can only see his eyes and mouth. Hes a big guy, really big but it's just one huge hoodie.

 

The waitress sits us in the very back of the resteraunt and Matt is calling her sweety, honey and love at the end of every sentence. What I can get you guys to start, "oh sweetie it's so hot honey can I get a iced tea love" I'm now sitting across a 300 pound dude wearing a full hood trapped against his face.

 

We get our drinks and again theres a gorgeous and sweetie for thanks. I ask him if he comes here a lot and knows her. No never, oh yeah once she is a great waitress. I can tell my dad is like wtf is going on.

 

My dad and I are discussing what we want when a new waitress comes to take our order and Matt orders 2 appetizers, a entree and bread and butter haha. Of course he calls the new server a series of sweeties, etc.

 

My dad inquires about the hood and Matt starts talking cancer in his head. Dad says well let's pray it away. Starts right in on scripture and Matt starts swaying back and forth. I'm just sitting there like what the fuck is going on here?!

 

Food arrives and I keep trying to discuss west coast basketball and he keeps going on about high school, little league and the glory days of orange county baseball leagues. He is eating like they're going to take it away from us. The server no matter which came back there was going to get bombarded with love, praise, sweeties and it was obvious they were uncomfortable as hell.

 

My dad eats slow as hell and we have enough food for 7. My dad cant help himself he wants to know about his cancer, his families relationship with christ, if hes on drugs (its fucking clear dad but go ahead) and what kind.

 

Check comes and I get it and say I got this. Matt says oh honeycakes can we get a desert menu. She says we only have lemon cake he says I'll do one of those gorgeous. Now she has to take the check back and when she brings the cake and the new check, he says oh beautiful we are gonna need all of this to go especially that bread sweetie.

 

He then asks my dad to talk about John 24 or something while the two waitresses are now removing and boxing every item. Matt again goes back to rocking back and forth. I now get to pay and they bring 2 grocery bags worth of leftovers for Matt who gets up and walks right out the door. 2 minutes later he texted me thank you and asked for my dads number.

 

My dad got in the car and said well those are your friends huh? We laughed for about 10 minutes straight. My dad genuinely loves everyone and would never say anything bad but he said that's a really odd guy Ed.

 

Part 2 was actually crazier. Maybe some other time soon

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I'm going to go with G.I. Joe's $25,000 blackjack hand.

 

Going back about 15 years, another site decided to give away 50k in free blackjack bets culminating in the last big hand.

All the big forum heavy hitters were there and 10 lucky posters got to play free hands ranging from $500 up to $25,000.

 

As the hands were played and the excitement grew a Las Vegas casino came to a complete stop as everybody, even those not involved,  started wandering over to see what the buzz was about.  

The crowd was about 15 deep and a fake Elvis impersonator kicked it off with a terrible rendition of "Viva Las Vegas".

Most were a bit soused from the booze but the crowd started to warm up into a frenzy as the first few contestants won their hand.  

A cold spell hit for the players as Elvis wouldn't bust and they were dealt stiff hands.

A nervous G.I. Joe stepped up as 25k was counted out and chips were put in the circle.

By this time the crowd was chanting "GI JOE GI JOE GI JOE" and ready to explode.  No one else in the place was playing at this point.

Alas, Elvis pulled out a hand and the only winner was the casino that day.

 

But still a lasting memory.

 

That was a fun night.

 

I was standing just a few feet away away from the table talking with Red Eye and my wife when Marty Jensen comes in with the briefcase full of cash and a drink in his hand. It was crowded and loud, the briefcase ended up on the blackjack table and Marty's drink ended up on my wife's dress.

 

Marty never did apologize but Rick Allec did and I've had Don Best Pro for free ever since. Well worth a spilled drink...

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That was a fun night.

 

I was standing just a few feet away away from the table talking with Red Eye and my wife when Marty Jensen comes in with the briefcase full of cash and a drink in his hand. It was crowded and loud, the briefcase ended up on the blackjack table and Marty's drink ended up on my wife's dress.

 

Marty never did apologize but Rick Allec did and I've had Don Best Pro for free ever since. Well worth a spilled drink...

I was almost directly behind you...as was poster Kyhawk

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The Australian media was checking the thread every minute for updates. Shari actually said that, LOL

 

SBR ain't bigtime?

 

 

 

A friend who works at Channel 9 here in Australia told me at brunch that they used this thread and Reddit to keep up to date with what was going on because we're high up on the Google cache. He also said that the ABC (govt owned like PBS in the US but more news-y) used this thread too because they didn't have enough staff around to aggregate all the info as quickly as you guys did. Apparently everyone was having a lot of laughs at our somewhat "colourful" language. Great job again you guys!

 

https://www.sportsbookreview.com/forum/saloon/2296688-2-large-explosions-near-finish-line-boston-marathon-p114.html#post18465106

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batemans story about his "friend" stealing his car when bateman went in to a convenience store. leaving behind his wallet, phone ect

 

came out and the dude took off in batemans car. bateman had nothing on him. his parents wouldnt help him because he was recently on drugs and nobody likes a guy with a personality disorder anyways

 

so i guess he was wandering the streets of orlando for 3 days with nothing

 

I wouldn't call this a great moment in forumville, but here ya go

 

http://www.therxforum.com/showthread.php?t=968961&highlight=about%2Bhomeless

 

 

Car was stolen over the weekend. I was in a bad situation before that; no savings, big time credit card debt. I had a job but I was let go on Monday because of the whole car incident. I am an addict and am bipolar. I went into a store and a so called friend took off with my car. I don't have comprehensive or rental on my insurance so I am screwed. No money, no credit cards, no driver's license, no job. My dad is willing to help but who knows how long that will last for. Most likely they will not let me renew my lease because I cannot verify employment. My phone was taken as well. My older brother has had it as well and he lives 45 minutes from me. No family member will let me stay with them. I have a big heart but the addiction issues and bipolar disease have messed my entire life up. I can file for UI but that takes 4 to 6 weeks with a phone which I don't have. Disability takes 6 months to 2 years. So what do I do? Trust me after living on the streets for two days I never want to live like that again. First thing I can do is get a license, rent a car and figure out what I need to do to track down my car. My father is my only life line, my mother hates me and my brother is done. I have a 4 year degree from a good school and made well over $100,000 a few times in my life. I am single. Any ideas? I am not bullshitting anyone here.
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