Poker Fratboy
Gotta love it when the fratboy sits down at the table. Situates his cell phone. Puts on his glasses and flips his collar.
I remember sitting at a table in Tunica once when a guy who was so fratted out that even the dealer had to comment. Something like “Nice Travel Channel glasses.”
Strange too how these guys always seem to go way up before they get busted. The more chips they accumulate the more you see the drooling on people’s jaws. Because they hardly ever walk away with cash. Unless their orange-tanned girlfriend comes along and pulls them out early, or ones of their bros wants to go to the strip club or something.
I wish I lived closer to a casino.
Actually, I love playing against the frat crowd. They are superaggressive and usually end up hanging themselves because of it.
But you have to know how to play back at them otherwise they will run the table.
And they can’t be doing that because I am supposed to run the table.
oh, i was serious. i do love playing with those guys. free money. plus its so sweet.
You get the same type in live games in England though a little less better dressed.
Couldn’t deal with them at school but poker is a great leveller and take great pleasure in seeing them getting busted.