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Koneo's Korner October 9, 2001.
Uh Oh...Kenny's Hoppin' Mad Again....
This past Tuesday Slimey severed the last festering remains of his tattered
soul in his worst display of wanton greed to date.
Having a lock hand over me in the last round of betting in Cincinnati (a
game most players agree isnšt even poker) , Slimey, with the
frenzied look of a Mujahadeem on his way to Jihad,
assaulted me with a frenzy of two dollar raises. After
extracting my last $20, Slimey abruptly changed his mind
about leaving early, resettled into his chair with another house scotch
and a (someone else's) beer chaser to finish out the evening, slightly
renumerated but still in the red.
Remaining unstirred by Slimey's typically unctions betting , I
nevertheless, took the opportunity to remind this southern
shylock of his reputation as "the scum of the
earth". Limey, taking this slight in stride, he's
heard it all before, reponded with his signature vacuous giggle and headed
to the kitchen for more booze. Unsurprisingly, Hank comes to Slimey's
defense stating his uncouth betting falls within the confines of the
rules and is justified. Hank's pay- rolled sycophant Redcard also joins in
Slimey's defense.
Playing "within the confines of the rules" of course is inherently
permitted. However, in most games and sport there also exist
unwritten rules, if you will, "gentlemanšs rules.
Some players strive to be gentleman others do not. Slimey
and his supporters choose the latter. It is their choice
to make but be warned.; this uncouth aggression will not stand. Those of us who
still know how to play a more gentile poker game also know how to deal
with the roughish element that has infected out table.
Rebuttal: Hank Seeks to Clear Name!
I was unjustly accused of supporting Lymie in the infamous
hand of Cincinnatti (see below.) I wasn't even at that game. Obviously,
Koneo has me confused with someone else. Please add this to his editorial and
set the record straight. Thank you.
-Hank
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