Typical Poker Text Convo
Posted on July 1, 2005 by Ching under Poker, Sex.
ME: My table is full off callers. I pre-flop raise my pocket tens and I lose to a guy holding queen six. BRIAN: My table sucks too. You wanna dump and go home and have sex? ME: Sure. BRIAN: Let me know when you go all in. ME: You let me know when you go all in. BRIAN: Alright, I’m going all in. ME: No, no, no. Wait! A few minutes later Brian comes by my table. “I’m out,” he says. “Why?” I ask him. “I told you wait.” He just shrugs and walks off. Fast forward to the last hand before break. A couple of people call the $100 blind. Shawn raises to $200. Darren re-raises to $400. Matt and Ken both fold. I go all in over the top. Everyone else folds except for Darren who calls my all in. I happened to have more chips than he did so I ended up taking $400 back. We roll our cards up. He has ace queen of clubs. I have pocket nines. Flop comes eight, eight, junk. Nines are holding so far. A queen comes on the turn — aah, but it’s the queen of spades. One more spade and I get a flush. Sure enough, another spade came on the river. Four spades on the board plus my nine of spades. I took the hand with a flush. It’s funny how the lead changes with every card that is turned over. First I was in the lead, then he took it by pairing his queens and then I ended up winning the pot. So we chip up and then it’s break time. I play a hand of knock poker. As we are starting, I get this text message from Brian saying “Come lay on the couch with me.” We lay together for a bit. We agree to go home and have sex as soon as I get knocked out. Although, I think this was just a ploy because Brian had nothing to do and was bored. So then break is over and we resume play. Second or third hand in, I pre-flop raise my ace king. I had two callers. Dude next to me called my $600 raise with a ten seven. I guess because the cards were suited. LOL. I bluff at the pot and go all in. Little did I know that the guy tripped his tens. Who would’ve figured that he would call with junk? Anyway, I had a feeling. Brian was already out, though. There was no reason to stay. Besides, who would pass up an opportunity to have sex? As we were walking out Brian goes, “I feel like having some ice cream.” Delaying the inevitable. But I couldn’t turn down Cold Stone. Our favorite thing there is to split chocolate ice cream with almonds and chocolate shavings in a chocolate dipped waffle bowl. Yummy! So we agree to have sex after ice cream. I’m waiting for him to get done now. Okay, he’s finished eating his ice cream. Time for sex. Holler at you all later! =P
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