In the 15 minutes after the 15 minute break but before the dinner break, I managed to donk off 5000 chips to old guy with long eye brow hair and random russia guy #6. Mike scooped a big pot in stud 8 with a 6 high straight during the last hand as Max Pescatori pulled up a seat and said "ciao.". I replied with "ciao this!" and flipped him the bird before exiting the Amazon room. Italian Pirate my ass. Where's the peg leg and parrot?
So far in the 4 hours of play I've learned that trying to blog on a blackberry sucks, Mike Matusow talks a lot, Ted Forrest likes to prop bet, bluffing with king high in stud 8 is a bad idea, and Perry Friedman sould not dye his hair with a red skunk stripe. After the dinner break I'm looking forward to my impending showdown with the tiny swashbuckler, Pescatori. Ciao
