New Team
Ok.. because the wise cracking New Yaaaawwwwker with more mouth than poker skill called me a chicken.. I have assembled a replacement team. Just for the record: Duggle and Hoyazo chickened out not me.
So now I present: Team Waffles Reduex.
Containing -
The LuckBox, the Suckout King, man of a thousand ways to win CCCCCJJJJAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYY.
The Bike from the North, The Martini swilling Dominatrix of the Free Lands of Canada, Kaaaaaattttiiitudeeeee.
And the Breakfast of Champions.. Sir Wafffflllleeesss.
Kat definatly agreed and CJ said he would be an alternate in the comments so I think we have a game. Bring it boys.
posted by SirFWALGMan at
2:38 PM
7 Comments:
hey mr. i can't hit a draw,
are you only competing against High on Poker's team or are you in the combined team challenge?
4:23 PM
Sign me up, put me down. Just let me know how we collect our winnings.
5:11 PM
hey waffles, your new team, although I like both of them, SUCKED last night. Well, so did team, whatever we were.
If you were interested in what I look like, I finally uploaded my photo.
6:37 AM
I was there dude, for some reason I thought you weren't going to make it.
I'm pretty sure I finished higher than your other picks...would have been higher if jjok hadn't runner-runnered a flush on me.
8:02 AM
Eric...i have been following that photo around all day. Don't you know the pain and heartache you are inflicting on two your brotha bloggers? The wound is still fresh...
And yeah...we stunk it up big time. Did our average finish beat your average finish Waffles? CJ went before me, I think Fuel and Eric outlasted Kat, but you dominated, so I don't know. We were up for a side bet last longer and I don't want to stiff you if you won.
9:03 AM
Bone Daddy's photo...priceless.
Woffle, you suck donkey balls. I'm all for talking smack, but you shouldn't kick a man when he's down, ya cocksucker. Let me put in another way. For all the smacktalk between us, I consider us friends. You know I respect your game, and I think to an extent its mutual. I don't mind you tilting me while we are playing against each other, but when you tilt me on my way out the door, you make my shit list.
But I guess that's what makes you Woffle. So, I'm not going to take it too personally. I'm just putting you on notice, bub. Oh, and until you type my name Jordan, you shall be Woffle to me!
9:37 AM
You know I love and respect.. err love you Jordon.
11:48 AM
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