Another exciting night in the lobby of Practice Time.
Tonight, Bdddy was hosting, when all of a sudden, a semi-truck came crashing through the wall. It was none other than the Moose! He was on timer and said there was NO way that he would time out. It was only after everyone decided to not say anything almost an hour later, that Lips told Moose - "that was a tourney from yesterday...you donated". Moose backed up the truck, got out, polished the chrome bumper, picked up the nude man fountain statue (not sure if that was the right place to pick that up Moose), and went to the managers office to tell him what happened.
Once there, the manager had no idea what he would do, and he couldn't figure out what had happened. "It is a simple explanation sir...here, take a look at what they were doing" :
“I only have 4 wins” – smiles
“did Bdddy fall asleep” - lynne
“I shoulda never agreed to take over for joey” – moose (not my fault I get the nutty players, lol)
“Holdemp is like Woodstock all over again, with no drugs” – won
“ban him, ban him” – smiles
“ban smiles for talking” – gin
“nice knowing you rob” – won
“im being more selective now” – moose
“he took the yeps and ran” – won
“ I wanted all the chips and gin stole them from me” – mlb
“ok, you on official mute (won)” – moose
“my mom the por% star” - sport
“they ban me daily” - smiles
“you must be blind, I tell you” – mlb
“why do you think she is a dog now” – smiles
“I have the pom poms cheering for you” – lynne
“I am working on the group therapy discounts. As soon as I get notice of it, I am signing everyone up” - won
“I haven’t won a hand” – newfie
“somebody drag timbo back in here” – won
“I don’t see Iowa in this room” – moose (it’s the other direction Tom – and to think he has a GPS named after him)
“im the cutest guy here” – bdddy
“says to do 45 mph, how can you do that when that is barely driving” – moose (he was on the CB while hosting, lol)
“wheres Timbo” – lynne
“I think smiles has gas” – robe
“yall stop talking about me” – sport
The manager agreed after seeing the last few comments, that Moose had already been punished enough for his wrongdoings and decided against pressing charges. Moose gladly accepted a bill for $20,000 and 5,000 YEPS to repair the dammages.
It was only after Moose had paid the penalties that he realized that it was NOT actually the manager's office that he went to, but rather the Janitor's office...and our own slammer was posing as the Manager!
Come on out and have some fun in HoldemP. We don't guarantee any wins, but we do guarantee a good time!