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But dude-the screenshot
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I once ended up in Atlantic City with a group of guys I didn't know well. They were prep school friends of the college roommate of a good friend of mine, and most of them were Italian guys whose fathers had jobs that were never clearly described, but may have had something to do with construction.
This was back when I was first starting to play poker, and I was just there to play 2/4 with my friend. Since I wasn't going to drink, I was the designated driver for the night.
Two of the guys got plastered, lost about 30k collectively on table games, then disappeared with a hooker. I eventually had to pick them up from a different casino in kind of a hurry, since one of them had apparently stolen the hooker's purse while she was still occupied with his buddy. He had, of course, promptly lost her money in the pit.
Not realizing the situation when I drove over there, I had valet parked the guy's Escalade, so I spent what felt like an hour waiting for the valet guy to bring the car back, convinced we were going to get shot by
Guido The Killer Pimp at any moment.
Those guys had a disposable camera, with which they had documented their tryst. I'd imagine that would qualify as a B+M screenshot.
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