I was in one sick game earlier.
The game was super deep (I had like $500 and was the short stack).
There were 6 Brits on the table, one was good, one was tight, the other 4 were god awful donkeys.
There was one rich American dude, again god awful.
But they were having fun, and so was I!
The 7 2 game was running, and this one dude must of won like $200 through open raising or open shoving with 7 2 pre flop . Well that is until he walked into my AA.
The rich American dude was wearing a god awful shirt, and we were all teasing him about it. He said that it was very expensive.
We all got a piece of paper and wrote what we thought the shirt cost (including the dealer), the American dude also wrote the actual value of the shirt.
We all put $10 in ($100 total), and the stopped the game and revealed who came closest with their guess.
I guessed $325 and the price was actually $315. So ship me $100!
There was also a real sick game going on during all the prop betting (and a whole bunch of drinking -not for me of course I was just chewing on my banana and drinking my water).
As it was my afternoon session (2pm-6pm), I really had to leave the game around 7pm. I felt bad for leaving, but I promised myself not to chase fish and not to chase my money, I planned to stick to my schedule and I did.
I ended up leaving the game about even, don't ask!
I love Vegas.
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