A Chimp and a Chair

My name is CaptnPoppy. I did not name myself. My knowledge of the English language and typing is self taught and comes out of being taught sign language as a young primate. I am a chimp who is playing poker for my life. You see I am in this insane petting zoo north of the New Brunswick border in Canada somewhere and it is frigging cold here. I have started from nothing and will try to duplicate Chris Ferguson's bankroll management feat of zero to 10,000 dollars. If I can do it, I'll buy a boat. A sweet Monkey boat to escape from here and my insane roommate Mr. Wrinkles. CaptnPoppy plays on Ultimate Bet. Get Gear at http://www.cafepress.ca/CaptnPoppy


Friday, January 22, 2010

The Doldrums of Poker Blow Across the Monkey Ship in a Bottle



I have moved up. I have moved down. I have played brilliantly for a Chimp. I have sucked out horribly. I have taken notes. I have cursed. I have punched Mr. Wrinkles in the nipple for good luck. I have put on my lucky Fez. I have stolen a kitten (which tasted like fish). I have parked a car. I have winked the good wink.  I have played a pirate Jackal named Jack (pic to prove it) who was entertaining and hard to read. I have bounced again against the wall and found myself flexible.... and still I am right where I was three days ago

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