My British husband playing Texas Hold 'Em with a Lone Star beer.Look what Texas has done to him...
Right now my house is over-run with boys, 11 of them. The high testosterone quotient of this poker game makes it a bit more intense than the one I usally play. While they duke it out, I'm hiding upstairs at the computer and (mostly) minding my own business. But every now and then I get sucked into their conversations. There's smack talk, yo' mama talk, some slightly pissy whining talk, some vulgarity (I think some of them have forgotten I'm sitting up here). I feel like I'm getting some illicit, unauthorized insider's view into a world I'm not supposed to see.
Our realtor Mikey has obviously just lost, judging from the stream of cursing drifting upward. Greg is still in it after being almost the first person out and doing well by the sounds of things. I don't want to jinx him, but my curiosity is starting to get the better of me.
Our realtor Mikey has obviously just lost, judging from the stream of cursing drifting upward. Greg is still in it after being almost the first person out and doing well by the sounds of things. I don't want to jinx him, but my curiosity is starting to get the better of me.
Yes, that is Greg you see flexing his muscles in the back. :)***Update***
Doug Howe, current Chip Leader and Happy Camper
He is under strict instructions by his wife to bring home the bacon.
1 comment:
Another great story!
I can just IMAGINE all the stuff you were hearing. Do your house colors look great or what?
Mom
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