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I remember one time I was down to the last 50 cents I had on a roulette machine, and in 10 minutes I was up to $1000.
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I used to play a lot of online poker when I was at university, and the odd real life tournament. There used to be a local poker league, playing for points as opposed to money, that was a lot of fun. I stopped playing primarily due to lack of time more than anything else. Sometimes Id throw some money in PokerStars and have a play but lose interest, sadly. However the other month, for whatever reason, I finished work and after a drink with a colleague I had a look on my phone to see that evening at one of the casinos that a buy in for a tournament was only 25+5 so I thought gently caress it, and went along. I dont really have an interesting story to tell, other than I realised I stuck out like a sore thumb very early. There was about 120 players with an eight o clock start, so that fucker was gonna run on to a silly time in the early hours. I sat there at the start with my chips and pint of beer, and noticed EVERYONE was drinking either soda water or coffee. The same was the case a good two to three hours in! It dawned on me very quickly that these folks were here for the long haul and I probably looked like easy meat to better players! Ultimately ended up going out at about 30th. The comment earlier about being able to tell online from real life players is interesting. I was very out of practice, limping in and panicking over low pairs etc. I enjoyed it, and would love to go again in the near future. Maybe this time Ill settle down with a coffee and a guaranteed day off work the next day.... britishbornandbread fucked around with this message at 14:03 on Dec 14, 2019 |
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Grem posted:I made some cash on a weird side job so I had like $300 to blow, decided to go to Blackhawk in Colorado and lasted a long loving time with that money, like, almost a year. All playing craps. It's all gone now but it was fun. I dont know much but people in service gigs are usually friends with people in similar jobs. All my bartender/restaurant friends date other bartenders/servers it is kinda strange. Also I know a guy who deals at that casino
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A couple months ago a player was so drunk and pissed off he was screaming at the supervisor. The player screamed "I'll suck your dick and eat your rear end" in front of a crowded poker room on a Saturday night. That's a first for me.
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Grem posted:I made some cash on a weird side job so I had like $300 to blow, decided to go to Blackhawk in Colorado and lasted a long loving time with that money, like, almost a year. All playing craps. It's all gone now but it was fun. I knew some dealers who dated other dealers, but it didn't seem to be more prevalent than at other places I've worked. We did have a married couple work as craps dealers and they really pushed the boundaries on soliciting tips (you aren't allowed to ask) by telling new players to put money on the line for the dealers. They were eventually fired, I wasnt told why but I had a good idea it was because of that. We had a guy full on slam the dice as hard as he could against the back wall of the table to the point we told him to stop because we were afraid an errant throw would seriously hurt someone, dice corners and edges are nasty business. Cocktail waitresses can make a killing depending on what casino you work in. Some of the cuter waitresses can easily clear $300 in tips on a busy night, there is one stunning girl who works up there who told me she makes $400 on a slow night and I'll believe it. We had a gorgeous Asian girl work as a dealer in one of my first casinos and she would easily clear double what anyone else did because she had the same old horny dudes play her table and tip like crazy. I Brake For MILFs posted:A couple months ago a player was so drunk and pissed off he was screaming at the supervisor. poo poo, ive heard some poo poo in my time but thats a first for me too.
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kazr posted:Another goon tipping debate getting ready to destroy a good thread. My family is full of gamblers and evangelical Christians so holidays were pretty weird. My dad and his twin brother and my grandmother were all die-hard Christians and then my Grandfather and 4 other Uncles were drinkers and gamblers. Most of the time my uncles hung out in the basement shooting pool and drinking and then after holiday meals everyone gathered around the table and played poker. I was fascinated both by poker and by shooting pool. My grandfather always did these weird little tricks on the table and I would sit in awe watching him and my uncles would clear table after table and exchange money back and forth. When I was 13 my dad said I was finally allowed to play poker so I grabbed my Mickey Mouse bank (which I still have today because it reminds me every day where I started) and took all the change out. We played nickel dime with dealers choice most of the games were variations of 7 card stud and things like 123 drop, acey ducey, Indian poker ( I am almost positive that's racist but I don't know any other name for that game) and a bunch of other games. I won 13.86 my first time playing and I was instantly hooked. My parents are pretty terrible people and decided early on they cared more about making money than dealing with their kid. They worked really late and never got involved in my school stuff and basically I was left to make my own decisions and path in life. So after school instead of going home, I went to my Uncles poolhall and that's where I learned everything I know about life and gambling and anything else people would tell a 15-year-old kid. I met people from all walks of life there and my Uncle showed me how to read people and their emotions. I would sit behind the counter and just watch people shoot. I learned a lot about people's emotions and how they handle them I learned about drugs and drug dealers, I learned about hustling and conning people, I learned about marriage and infidelity everything I learned in life that shaped me to be who I am I learned in a lovely pool hall. My 16th birthday my Uncle bought me a stick and gave me all these drills to work on and then in the pool hall he reserved this one table just for me in the back away from everyone. When I would get there from school he would give me my stick and tell me to go shoot 20 racks or he would set up these drills to help with accuracy and English. For hours on end, I just practiced. I wasn't allowed to shoot with anyone else just by myself and occasionally he would come over and whip my rear end to show me how it's done. Eventually, he started introducing me to road players who would show up from time to time and I would assist them when they were in his poolhall. I would go and get whatever they wanted for food and drink and other little poo poo like that. One guy only used a specific cue ball or whatever other demands the road players made. Then I would just sit there and watch all these guys shoot for thousands of dollars and My Uncle and I would talk strategy and he would ask me things like how I would get out of certain situations. Then when the games were over I would work on those situations with my uncle like how to run out the table, or how to play a nice safe to screw over the other players just little things that can take a tough game and break it your way. I could eventually walk to any table and visualize in my head how I would win that game. At 17 my uncle started letting me gamble on games with small-time younger players with big egos. It was mostly $20-$50 a game depending on how many games you had to win to take the set. These younger small-time players had egos that were always out of control and 99% of the time I was beating them pretty easily and that fed my ego as well. When I turned 18 my parents threw me out of the house I went straight to my Uncle (Frank is his name) and asked if I could crash at his place and he gave me the keys to the pool hall and told me I could stay in the apartment above it as long as I stuck around and helped out when needed. So for the next 3 years, I spent all day everyday shooting pool and gambling with local players. I would handle beefs between players including rulings on games they were gambling on, I would take care of any road player who came in, they usually slept on my couch or the couch in the office of the pool hall and I would do day to day stuff, cleaning and caring for the tables and all that type of stuff and anytime in between I would gamble with all the local guys. By the time I was 21, there weren't many people who could keep up with me. I could beat any of the regulars and sometimes younger road players. My 21st birthday Frank had a huge party at the pool hall with all my friends and he gave me a car. He bought with money that he had bet on the side when I was gambling and it is legit the nicest thing anyone had done for me at that point in my life. He was basically my dad who he was molding into this pool hustling machine and I loved him for it. That next Friday night Frank said it was time to try a con out that he had been doing for years. So the next morning we drove to Toledo to find a bar that was ripe for the picking. Frank knows about this bar that had one pool table and it was directly across the street from a huge cement plant and Frank told me this is the bar. It opened at 2pm and we were parked around the corner. Frank said he was gonna go in there and hang out until later on tonight and I should go find the local bowling alley until later that night around 7pm. He told me when I come into the bar that I should head straight for the table and just start beating anyone at the table and taking it over and let my ego do the rest. Then when he comes over to challenge me to make it about money and not free drinks. Easy enough. I find the bowling alley and I shoot pool over there for a few hours and just hang out. I show up at the bar and it's your typical blue-collar scene of cement guys who busted their rear end all day having a few drinks with friends and being rowdy. Frank is at the bar partying with a couple of guys and I can tell he is fitting in perfectly. I head straight to the table and put my quarter down signaling I got next and for the next hour or so I shoot for free drinks and start poo poo-talking announcing no one can beat me and so on. Eventually, Frank walks over and says he can beat me and I say let's play for some money. Frank backs away and says he doesn't have any money. I brush him off and ask if anyone here wants to shoot for money. A random guy says how much I say any amount you guys want. I pull out $500 and stick it on the rack. Now we have a decent crowd watching this unfold. One of Franks pals that he has been drinking with and chatting up says he will stake frank for $50 bucks and that basically starts an avalanche of guys willing to step up and stake Frank against me. The final total ends up being $650 and we agree to terms. The first player to win 5 games takes the money. I beat Frank 5-0 in a very short time and he is perfect at playing the loser and doing minor things on the table to make it easier for me to win. I grab my $650 poo poo talk some people on my way out and head back to the bowling alley. Frank sticks around and apologizes for losing their money and takes a cab to the bowling alley when the bar closes and we leave town that same night. I give frank his cut of $325 and he gives right back to me and says to start my bankroll with this. We run that con a few more times around the Ohio area and with the local guys I have been crushing it and before you know it I have a bankroll of 5k. One day Frank sits me down grabs this little brown notebook and hands it to me. He says it's time for me to go on the road and start hustling guys. The book has every poolhall in about 4 states including lovely hotels around the area and all-night diners and stuff like that. My grandfather gave one to Frank and he copied it over to his own notebook and now he wants me to do the same. I transfer all the info into my own little book and I grab my bankroll a backpack full of clothes and I bring along my friend Damon to back me up in case poo poo gets out of control. Then I spend the next few years being a small-time road player. That's pretty much how I got into gambling. AS to your other question There is a mix of real serious gamblers and degenerates. Sometimes the serious gamblers become degenerates and sometimes people just have unlimited money so their gambling never hurts them. I am like degenerates because they are easier to manipulate and very emotional. When someone doesn't care about money they are a lot harder to manipulate.
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Do you have a mask for playing pool now? Like... with some tubes?
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Oswald Kesselpot posted:I believe if you self ban and then get caught on the casino floor, you are arrested and charged with trespassing, which would make for a pretty lovely jail story. We have what is called Self Exclusion in my state. I can't remember if there is a component that results in you getting arrested if you break said exclusion, or if it is simply justification for the pub/club/casino to toss you out because if they don't they breach the Gaming Act. What I do know for sure though is in the part of the Act that refers to advertising, you can't advertise gaming promotions in such a way that they are view-able by excluded persons. In the old days this meant no sticking up posters outside the pub saying "Buy a steak dinner, get $10 credit on the machines." now days thanks to Facebook and other mass-social media systems it means you post anything like that online and we see it, we slam you with a warning for it. Too many warnings and you get fined.
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jase1 posted:My family is full of gamblers and evangelical Christians so holidays were pretty weird. My dad and his twin brother and my grandmother were all die-hard Christians and then my Grandfather and 4 other Uncles were drinkers and gamblers. Most of the time my uncles hung out in the basement shooting pool and drinking and then after holiday meals everyone gathered around the table and played poker. I was fascinated both by poker and by shooting pool. My grandfather always did these weird little tricks on the table and I would sit in awe watching him and my uncles would clear table after table and exchange money back and forth. When I was 13 my dad said I was finally allowed to play poker so I grabbed my Mickey Mouse bank (which I still have today because it reminds me every day where I started) and took all the change out. We played nickel dime with dealers choice most of the games were variations of 7 card stud and things like 123 drop, acey ducey, Indian poker ( I am almost positive that's racist but I don't know any other name for that game) and a bunch of other games. I won 13.86 my first time playing and I was instantly hooked. My parents are pretty terrible people and decided early on they cared more about making money than dealing with their kid. They worked really late and never got involved in my school stuff and basically I was left to make my own decisions and path in life. So after school instead of going home, I went to my Uncles poolhall and that's where I learned everything I know about life and gambling and anything else people would tell a 15-year-old kid. I met people from all walks of life there and my Uncle showed me how to read people and their emotions. I would sit behind the counter and just watch people shoot. I learned a lot about people's emotions and how they handle them I learned about drugs and drug dealers, I learned about hustling and conning people, I learned about marriage and infidelity everything I learned in life that shaped me to be who I am I learned in a lovely pool hall. Honestly sounds like a pretty cool way to grow up. You uncle sounds like a cool dude.
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O have about $45 in winning scratch offs but I'm too ashamed to cash em in
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Use em or lose em, and odds are good that you wont even be in the cashiers memory an hour later so long as you dont do something exceptionally pathetic.
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interwhat posted:O have about $45 in winning scratch offs but I'm too ashamed to cash em in So long as you turn them in quietly without talking too much about QAnon or something I'm sure that would probably one of the least stressful transactions a cashier has to deal with on any given day
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My parents were both habitual gamblers who would drag me to Atlantic City with them. Since I was a small child and I couldn't step foot on the casino floor, I was usually given a bit of spending money to entertain myself, which I'd invariably spend in one of the numerous arcades that dotted the boardwalk. These arcades had their own slot machines that paid out tokens you could exchange for novelty trinkets. Even as a kid I found it strange that I wasn't allowed to play in a casino but it was perfectly legal for me to spend real money on a fake slot machine. Anyway, I hit the jackpot on one of these things and won 10,000 tokens. Young me was pretty thrilled until I went to redeem them and found out the arcade prizes were mostly junk like noisemakers and bouncing balls. I ended up leaving with like 2 dozen stein glasses that lasted some 20 years so I guess it was all right.
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Grem posted:I saw a dude a few times that would take a running start at the table, hit his big rear end belly against the table and toss the dice. Besides all the wind up it ended up like any other dice roll. He was told to stop because he was moving the table and the cameras were specifically set up to look at certain things I guess.. this guy sounds awesome I am one of those dudes who usually throws the dice off the table once or twice, I'm really sorry for it but I can't help it. I wound up hitting a pregnant lady in the leg which I joked was probably good luck and then I hit 3 points on that roll so I guess its not all bad
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fibblins posted:My parents were both habitual gamblers who would drag me to Atlantic City with them. Since I was a small child and I couldn't step foot on the casino floor, I was usually given a bit of spending money to entertain myself, which I'd invariably spend in one of the numerous arcades that dotted the boardwalk. These arcades had their own slot machines that paid out tokens you could exchange for novelty trinkets. Even as a kid I found it strange that I wasn't allowed to play in a casino but it was perfectly legal for me to spend real money on a fake slot machine. Anyway, I hit the jackpot on one of these things and won 10,000 tokens. Young me was pretty thrilled until I went to redeem them and found out the arcade prizes were mostly junk like noisemakers and bouncing balls. I ended up leaving with like 2 dozen stein glasses that lasted some 20 years so I guess it was all right. i would have kept the tokens. make the bastards pay to mint more of them, i'm sure custom tokens aren't cheap
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fibblins posted:My parents were both habitual gamblers who would drag me to Atlantic City with them. Since I was a small child and I couldn't step foot on the casino floor, I was usually given a bit of spending money to entertain myself, which I'd invariably spend in one of the numerous arcades that dotted the boardwalk. These arcades had their own slot machines that paid out tokens you could exchange for novelty trinkets. Even as a kid I found it strange that I wasn't allowed to play in a casino but it was perfectly legal for me to spend real money on a fake slot machine. Anyway, I hit the jackpot on one of these things and won 10,000 tokens. Young me was pretty thrilled until I went to redeem them and found out the arcade prizes were mostly junk like noisemakers and bouncing balls. I ended up leaving with like 2 dozen stein glasses that lasted some 20 years so I guess it was all right. The prizes being junk? Its not just the arcade being cheap, its actually what makes the whole affair legally not gambling. States have an exemption carved out that allows prizes for game playing if the prize has a very low monetary value. Here's Florida's: quote:Nothing contained in this chapter shall be taken or construed as applicable to an arcade amusement center having amusement games or machines which operate by means of the insertion of a coin and which by application of skill may entitle the person playing or operating the game or machine to receive points or coupons which may be exchanged for merchandise only, excluding cash and alcoholic beverages, provided the cost value of the merchandise or prize awarded in exchange for such points or coupons does not exceed 75 cents on any game played. Its popularly called the chuck-e-cheese loophole.
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Pekinduck posted:The prizes being junk? Its not just the arcade being cheap, its actually what makes the whole affair legally not gambling. States have an exemption carved out that allows prizes for game playing if the prize has a very low monetary value. Here's Florida's: Lol thats hilarious. My states laws must be somewhat different because my friend won a bike at the arcade when we were kids
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If you have more stories about pool hustling I would love to hear them, that's a wild story. Table Etiquette Its surprising to me how few people understand table etiquette when on a Craps table. Its a fast-moving game and there are a lot of superstitions, so most good players know what to do and what not to do when playing. If youre new it never hurts to go up and ask dealers how to play, most can teach you the basics in about 5 minutes as long as the table isnt slammed; many players will offer help as well but be wary because most players make dumb loving bets. If you want to learn bring money, though, because the best way to learn is to play, I have tried teaching hundreds of people and I guarantee you if you dont handle chips and place the bets yourself you will have difficulty remembering, plus if you are taught right it doesnt take much money to play. When offered the dice pick them up with one hand only, shaking is okay and if you want to have someone blow on them more power to you (dont blow on your own dice it looks silly, and in general its good luck to have a lady blow on them rather than a dude, this game is old fashioned as gently caress). It used to be that new men players were considered unlucky but women the opposite (something about virginity). Most important is never mentioning the word Seven once the point has been established (the light is on) because that is the number that everyone loses on. I have seen people take all their bets back angrily when someone mentions the word; we tend to call it Big Red instead because the number is shown on the table as a large red 7. Craps players are very superstitious, will pull back bets if the dice fall off the table, will insist on the same dice if they fall off the table (usually the house just brings them other dice to use) during a hot roll, and many will pull bets if one of the craps numbers (2,3 or 12) comes up. Ive seen people get angry over the most ridiculous rolls, so its best as another player to not antagonize them (though it can be pretty funny in my opinion). Also if you play the Dont Pass while everyone plays the Pass, you should keep your wins to yourself and not cheer when a player sevens out. Other than that, its actually pretty chill and fun, because everyone is happy when a hot roller is shooting points. Just keep your drink on the rail under the table so it doesnt spill on the table and dont drop the S-word and youll be fine. Also, dont take betting advice from other players, most of them suck with their bets, trust the dealers, they want you to win because they want you to tip. Good Craps Strategy If you are new and want to know a couple good ways to play craps check out this short video first if you have never played as it goes over the basics and explains it better than me trying to type it out; pay close attention to the Pass Line, Odds, the Come Bet, and the Place Bets (Hardways are OK too, which Ill outline below), ignore the Field, Horn Bets, and basically any bet in the center of the table sans the Hardways, all those bets are suckers no matter how many times you see someone get lucky and hit one: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s8EKzdBnea8 I will usually play one of two ways, both of which concentrate on starting small and growing as the player shoots well and is hitting points; Ive seen people go hog wild on bets on a new shooter who immediately sevens out and they lose hundreds. With my approach money goes further and if you happen across a hot shooter you can really start to pile up the wins. I start with a pass line bet, and once the point is set add 2X odds behind the line (Example $5 on the line, $10 behind it). If the point is 4,6,8 or 10 I will throw a couple bucks on the hard ways, because the way I see it if it comes out easy I still win and if it comes out hard I win even more (this is a good bet to place for the dealers because if it hits they can win more than on the pass line, though any bet for the dealers is a good bet, even on center action(the middle of the table)). With the point set I put two place bets on 6 and 8 if they are open, or 5 and 9 if 6 and 8 are the point (if I cant decide I go with the number next to the point, so 5 if 6 is the point, 9 if 8). These bets are small, usually $5 or $6, and I press them one unit (one unit being the minimum so $5 or $6) every time they hit; that way I get to keep some of the winnings but as the player shoots if they are shooting the point a lot I get more money each time. If a place bet hits a few times Ill place on the next number to them if there isnt a place there, so if 8 hits 3 times Ill place $5 on 9 since it is house money and it allows me to win even more. Example, my $6 8 hits, I win $7, I put $6 of that on the bet making it $12 and keep the dollar (usually putting the dollar on hard 8 if it lost). It hits again, I win $14, I put $6 of that on 8 making it $18, keeping $8 for myself. It hits again, I get $21, I raise it to $24, put $5 on 9 and keep $10. It hits again, I win $28, raise it $12 to $36 and keep $16, increasing the amount I raise it by as I win (2 units in this case). It hits again, I win $42, raise it $12 to $48 and keep $30. I have had someone hit 8 6 times in a row once, netting me over $100 in wins and pushing the bet up to $60, all from a $6 initial investment; at that point I start to push it 3 units and so on. I have pushed the number over $200 a couple times playing by doing this strategy, but I barely lose anything if they seven out. Some shooters I end up having $30 plus on every place bet from an initial $12 investment. Same goes for the pass line, if it hits, the next time I will place more, example the point is 5, I have $5 on the line and $10 behind, it hits, I win $20, keep $10, and on the next point I will put $20 behind the line instead of $10, still winning money but increasing my bets to maximize my wins on a hot streak. In short, pass line with odds, two place bets, pressing the bets as you win, spreading them across the place bets, and pressing the line with odds as you win. Lower risk with the chance of higher rewards. The other way I would play is pass line with odds and up to two come bets with odds; its a slower way to play but it has some protections on a seven out and can be played similar to the strategy above. Once a couple of those hit I start to press the odds on my bets and adding more come bets to the point all points are covered adding Hardways as necessary, sometimes building odds to $50 on a 10 and when it hits netting me over $100, starting with only $15. These two strategies is how I teach new players because I dont want them going broke fast, and if they hit a hot streak they can ramp up their wins really fast. I have gone from $40 in bets to $1200 in wins in 30 minutes using these strategies (with luck of course), and can make $200 last for hours even on a cold table. Hope this all makes sense, anyone else have any strategies they want to add I would love to hear them. Also I'm done talking about Craps, next I'll tell some stories from Roulette, Slots and Blackjack. Tetramin posted:Lol that’s hilarious. We had a Little Ceasars near me when I was a kid that had a kind of Simon game for 25 cents that if you could successfully remember a 40 color sequence you won a free pizza. Me and my friend would secretly write the sequence down as it occurred because the employees were too busy making pizzas to watch us. We managed to pull it off a couple times before they removed the machine.
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My grandma lived in Vegas and gambled herself into extreme poverty, lol
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Taken directly from one of my old threads. When I was in my early 20's my ego was out of control and quite a few times I learned a very painful lesson from it. I use to drive around the midwestern states and find dive bars and look for people to hustle all the time. I basically traveled with a few close friends and whatever girl I was with at the time but this time I was just by myself and headed to meet up with some friends to stay with while I shot pool in their town. One night I was driving through Kentucky just hitting pool halls that my uncle told me about. I stopped to eat at a diner and through natural conversation, a lady told me about this biker bar that had a few pool tables. I figured it would be a fun spot to get a few drinks and maybe hustle some drunk bikers. So I stuffed my face and headed down the road to this dive bar. It was exactly what you expect with a biker bar. 20 bikes all surrounding the place and I couldn't find a parking spot so I parked down the street and headed inside to have some fun. I was totally out of place and as soon I walked in I could feel the eyes on me. I walked up to the bar got a beer and asked for change so I could put it in the pool table. Grabbed my beer headed over to the table and just began to shoot around and after about 3 or 4 games was approached by an older guy named butch. He asked if I wanted to shoot for a beer and happily obliged him. After him buying 3 beers he gave up trying to beat me and I told him I would buy him a beer just to be friendly. We walked over to the bar and I bought a round. He asked me how I got so good and I just told him that I have always been good and in fact, I am probably the best shot in this bar. That was usually my line to let people know I thought I was the poo poo. So we laughed and drank a few more and he ended up leaving and I walked back to the table. No one else seemed interested so I just continued to drink and shoot. About an hour later Butch came back and said he had a friend who wanted to play me for some drinks. I told him maybe another night because I am already pretty drunk. He said his friend is pretty good and he thinks he could beat me. I told him to go get his friend and I will talk to him. Butch walks right over to the bar and talks to his friend for a few seconds and they both approach me. Butch introduces me to his buddy Dave he towers over me and I would guess he is about 6'6 and has a big old beer belly. He also has a really long white beard and he is wearing a jacket that instantly tells me he is part of a motorcycle club. I specifically remember he had a few patches on his jacket and the one that stuck out was "eatin aint cheatin" and I chuckled to myself when I saw it. Dave says Butch told him I was pretty good and that I was bragging about how I was the best shot in the bar. I downplayed it a little bit and told him I can hold my own but I'm nothing special. He said that he was a really good shot and he thinks he is the best shot in the bar and wants to shoot me for drinks. I told him I can't drink anymore so I don't really want to shoot for drinks he then says those magic words that make my heart pumping. "How about we bet a little money on it?" My eyes light up and tell him how much are we talking here and he says 50 bucks. We agree and we flip a coin to see who breaks. He wins the coin toss and breaks and hits 3 balls in and misses a pretty tough shot. I step up to the table and make a nice run of 6 balls and play a nice safe to leave him with an almost impossible shot. He misses and I run out and take his 50 bucks. At this time I figure he sees my skill and will either do one of 2 things move on and not lose any more money or get frustrated and want to shoot again. I have been in this situation a million times so either way didn't matter to me because I had 50 bucks in my pocket which basically paid for my food at the diner earlier and the lovely drinks at the bar. I was happy to walk out of there with that in my pocket and continue my journey through Kentucky to meet up with my friends. Dave hands me my 50 and says wanna run it again? I tell him that it's getting kind of late and I should leave. He says he wants a shot at getting his 50 back and I tell him that if he wants to shoot me again it would have to be for a little more money. He says how about 100 and I tell him lets make it 500 and he agrees. I tell him since he is putting up this kind of money he can break again. He breaks and doesn't make a ball and thankfully the table is wide open and I run the table on him. As soon as the 8 ball drops he yells out a loud audible "gently caress" which makes me happy inside. I got him on the hook now and he is emotional. He hands me the 500 and asks me to run it again and I agree. Now I am going to try and make the 8 on the break. I love trying to make the 8 on the break it's one of the first skill shots I learned in my Uncles pool hall when I was younger. I would spend hours racking the balls up and trying to make the 8 on the break. I got so good at it in my uncle's place that some guys would make stipulations that I couldn't try that shot if I wanted to gamble with them. So Dave racks and I go for it and bam the 8 goes in the side and I swear the look on Dave's face was priceless. He looked like he saw a ghost and he was about to throw up. I look up and laugh and say I have never done that before. Butch asks what just happened and I can hear him say this motherfucker got lucky on the break and dropped the 8 ball on me. I tell Dave it was pure luck and let me buy him a drink. He declines and says he wants to shoot again and I tell him I should probably leave. He is practically begging me to play one more and I tell him lets do this. I will shoot him one more time for 1k and that way if he wins he won't be having such a bad night. He agrees and says he has to go get the money. I sit down next to the table and watch him walk over to a group of guys on the other side and he is negotiating with them. One of them pulls out a wad of money and hands them to him and then he comes back to the table with that group of guys. Now there is an audience and I can just feel my ego bursting to get out. I look up and say hey you brought a couple of friends to watch you lose? Dave doesn't like that and says let's just shoot some loving pool rear end in a top hat. I tell him to calm down its only money and to not get so emotional. He racks and I break and can't believe it not a single loving ball drops. Dave lets out pretty loud woo and walks up to the table. He proceeds to go on a nice run and clears all his balls off the table and just has the 8 ball left. He leaves himself a really tough shot with the 8 in the middle and the cue on the other side of the table on the rail. I stand up and start counting out the 1k right in eyesight of Dave as he is lining up his shot. He stands up and thinks about it for a minute and I say anyone wanna bet me 100 Dave misses this shot? His friends don't like that and tell me to back off and I sit back down money in hand ready to pay Dave. Dave leans back down to take the shot and misses it by a mile. I laugh stand up walk over to the table run the balls off and line up my 8 ball shot and look right at Dave as I stroke the cue and the 8 goes in the pocket. Dave is very angry and my ego is out of control at this point. I ask Dave for the money he gives it to me and I count it out right in front of him almost mocking him. Dave says let's run it again and I say sure let's make it 2k this time he talks to his buddy and says only if he can break and I agree. Dave breaks and misses on the break and I run it out again with ease. I am in the zone and nothing is gonna stop me or my ego. I stand up form the table and say money, please. Dave walks over and says I think it's time for you to leave and I say but I am just starting to like you, Dave, why should I leave now this is just getting fun. He grabs the money and shoves it in my chest and I walk backward a little bit and bump into his 2 buddies who are now standing behind me. Completely oblivious to the fact that I should leave I turn around and say oh hey are you guys next in line to lose? Next thing I know I feel a crack over my head and that warm feeling of blood running down my neck. I grab my head and look at my hand and it's full of blood. One of the other guys stabs me in right in the knee and another one stabs me in the side and that's all I really remember. I wake up on the side of a highway way out of town next to my car with my face all hosed up and it hurts to breathe and blood is everywhere. I pull myself up and all of my money is gone about 12k or so, my wallet is gone but my car is there with the keys laying right next to me. I pull out my emergency fund of 500 in my sock and another 500 in the spare tire drive myself to the nearest hospital and get myself all fixed up. I was there for about 3 days and my 2 uncles had to come from Cleveland to drive me back home. A couple of broken ribs a couple of stab wounds and a concussion was a very tough lesson learned to maybe keep my mouth shut when I taking sums of money from guys in their own bar.
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I was waiting for a story like that. Don't hustle people. You'll get the poo poo beaten out of you or murdered, and the cops will completely ignore it, especially if you're not from the area. e: Alternately, have legbreaker friends.
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Dec 16, 2019 23:15
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LORD OF BOOTY posted:I was waiting for a story like that. Don't hustle people. You'll get the poo poo beaten out of you or murdered, and the cops will completely ignore it, especially if you're not from the area. Youre new to jase1 threads, I see.
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Yes, but also I'm giving that as general advice to anyone reading these and going "hell yeah I wanna start hustling pool" more than I'm trying to advise jase. I'd clearly be a little late to that party. Don't hustle people unless you're either legitimately ready to die, or have big, badass, sketchy friends who can make the guy you're hustling die instead.
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LORD OF BOOTY posted:Yes, but also I'm giving that as general advice to anyone reading these and going "hell yeah I wanna start hustling pool" more than I'm trying to advise jase. I'd clearly be a little late to that party. Hustling people usually isn't the reason a person gets their rear end kicked. It's the way you handle it. I had plenty of opportunities to get out of there and I choose to keep being a dick. Anytime I have had trouble it was because I ran my mouth and didn't just shut up take my money and leave. But when you are in your early 20's with a pocket full of money you feel invincible. It took me a few years to understand that concept.
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I see people stare at the dice and rearrange them before picking them up, I assumed it was because they dont want to touch a 7. I did have a guy shake my hand and profusely apologize for throwing a 7.
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Dec 17, 2019 00:01
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I was reading that story and I kept squeezing my eyes shut and saying, "Oh God please stop you're gonna get hurt." I would have replaced "hurt" with "dead" if I didn't know you survived to write it.
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Dec 17, 2019 01:12
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Rutibex posted:i would have kept the tokens. make the bastards pay to mint more of them, i'm sure custom tokens aren't cheap Isn't that how Japanese businesses get around the laws? You can't win money playing pachinko, that would be gambling. So you win these kitschy toys. Coincidentally, there's a pawn shop next to the parlour looking to buy these toys (and only these toys) at an excellent price, so they can sell them back to the parlour to restock with.
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Dec 17, 2019 02:46
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The Lone Badger posted:Isn't that how Japanese businesses get around the laws? You can't win money playing pachinko, that would be gambling. So you win these kitschy toys. The anti-addiction regulations from a couple of years ago supposedly really hurt pachinko.
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TurboFlamingChicken posted:
Thank you! Much appreciated. The Dregs posted:I was reading that story and I kept squeezing my eyes shut and saying, "Oh God please stop you're gonna get hurt." lol same, that story was an adventure. What a great thread this is
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Dec 17, 2019 06:18
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The Lone Badger posted:Isn't that how Japanese businesses get around the laws? You can't win money playing pachinko, that would be gambling. So you win these kitschy toys. pachinko isn't gambling it is a game of skill 
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I went to the Sands casino in Bethlehem on Thanksgiving night since it was on the way back home and I hadn't done a brick and mortar casino in years. I thought it would be empty but the casino was absolutely packed, had to wait half an hour to get on a 2/5 NL table. I sit down and see a guy wearing a Thing 1 Thing 2 cat in the hat shirt. I say nice shirt or something like that and the guy just glares at me. A few hands go by and I bully the table to go up to about 50 bucks from my starting 200. Like literally only three or four hands. Then on the next hand there's a three bet under the gun by the shirt guy, I get a few callers ahead of me and I call with 9/7 suited. Flop comes out with a 10/8 of the suit, shirt guy splurges all in with about 200 bucks, he gets a few folds and a call, so I say gently caress it and shove too. He flips pocket aces, other guy flips some trash hand like K/10 or something like that, and I flip 9/7. Dealer promptly flips over the 6 to give me a straight flush and the guy picks up the aces and whips them at me then swipes at the chips in the pot to send some of them flying too. Table gets all flustered, security comes over and starts escorting him out. He turns to me and yells 'nice loving shirt'. After it all settled down I cashed out immediately and asked security to escort me to my car because I thought shirt guy was waiting for me. The one guy asked how much money I had on me and I said 900 something and they laughed and wouldn't do it.
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Dec 17, 2019 06:59
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drat sitting at 2/5 with only $200 is a risky fuckin move lol, glad it worked out for you in such a funny way tho.
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Dec 17, 2019 07:14
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I dropped like two racks of chips once on the hard tiled floor of the food area it was super embarrassing lol. I got to a table and everyones like oh its the guy who spilled all of his chips making me look like a total noob idiot
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Tetramin posted:I dropped like two racks of chips once on the hard tiled floor of the food area it was super embarrassing lol. I got to a table and everyones like oh its the guy who spilled all of his chips making me look like a total noob idiot Sorry, I don't play much poker. But isn't looking like a total noob idiot an advantage if you are, (as I assume you are), actually good? Or do you want people to think you are a better player than you actually are so that they fold against you? Again, sorry if these are stupid questions.
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BrigadierSensible posted:Sorry, I don't play much poker. Nah, it basically boils down to the fact that people like to talk poo poo. The sound of chips falling on tile cuts through like crazy and everyone always turns their head to look.
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Dec 17, 2019 08:24
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Do we actually have a generic gambling/ poker thread on these forums
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Dec 17, 2019 11:44
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BrigadierSensible posted:Sorry, I don't play much poker. Haha no youre definitely right, having that sort of image is usually a good thing, i was just embarrassed 😩
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Dec 17, 2019 12:09
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Patrocclesiastes posted:Do we actually have a generic gambling/ poker thread on these forums Poker in the Rear used to be a good forum to lurk in. Then American gambling laws went a bit weird
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Dec 17, 2019 12:23
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Theres a poker thread in the traditional games sub forum
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TurboFlamingChicken posted:Little Ceasars 
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