You know the drill:
Looking down at Anders And (Donald duck in Danish):
MMmmm. I want payment so the question is "how to make them pay?".
FF (does not mean "Fine Friend" !) on the button doubles the blinds:
So I double his bet:
Then BB wants a piece of the action:
That could be a little problematic oddswise, But then the then FF re-re-raises:
I'm thinking at this point, "ok there's some srious dough in the pot now". I'm allin:
BB folds and the Button has to call. I'm happy to see:
But then it begins, my nightmare... I look up to the heavens where the poker god resides. It's full of white clouds, but what is that? The clouds start to disperse and a hairy set of cheeks decends slowly:
At this point the anal vent of the poker god starts to open and a turd of unbelievable dimenensions starts to pull out of the A-hole.. The turn shows:
Can it really be that unlucky Carsten, AKA. G.O.P isn't struck by bad luck?....
The River unfolds and while I'm gazing up the Braun balloon-nut of the poker god I'm standing with open mouth to avoid neck pain. This ultimately results in a ton of crap hitting my mouth:
Just before the money. Even though "only" 5.5 rebuy. I hate playing like a GOD and get raped!