You ever see that famous picture with the dogs all playing poker? Well, that's the Yellowknife Wraiths OL, just with less hair. All of us, Mat, Jogn, Tyron, Matt, and Jughead, get together every Tuesday night for a poker match. It's an easy way for us to shoot the breeze and bond over some cards and alcohol.
It's hosted at Floggity's house every night and starts out pretty tame. Mat and Tyron usually come in ubers, and Jughead takes a taxi for some reason. Oddly enough, Matt gets dropped off by Jay Z every night. Somehow he convinced him to get a giant Failadelphia logo airbrushed on the hood of his Maserati; Don't ask me how.
Anyway, like I said, the night starts pretty tamely. Everyone likes to boast about their pancakes in great detail. A lot of rabble rousing and horseplay in general. Then, all of a sudden we're deep into the 10th hand of the night and Matt literally flips the table! We're all looking at him like he's crazy. Then we realize he's probably had about twice as much to drink as the rest of us, and he's just going on and on about Philadelphia and how he couldn't believe we lost to them. He ran outside and we just let him vent. Then we noticed a bright orange glow from the backyard. We ran outside to find Matt swigging a bottle of Southern Comfort in just his boxers and socks. He turned Jogn's grill on, took the Failadelphia shirt off his back and threw it on the grill. No idea why he burned his pants too. He was just wailing about Philadelphia. It was a bit much.
We called Jay Z and he came and took him home, apologizing profusely for his client's behavior. Just another Wraiths OL Tuesday Poker Night.
It's hosted at Floggity's house every night and starts out pretty tame. Mat and Tyron usually come in ubers, and Jughead takes a taxi for some reason. Oddly enough, Matt gets dropped off by Jay Z every night. Somehow he convinced him to get a giant Failadelphia logo airbrushed on the hood of his Maserati; Don't ask me how.
Anyway, like I said, the night starts pretty tamely. Everyone likes to boast about their pancakes in great detail. A lot of rabble rousing and horseplay in general. Then, all of a sudden we're deep into the 10th hand of the night and Matt literally flips the table! We're all looking at him like he's crazy. Then we realize he's probably had about twice as much to drink as the rest of us, and he's just going on and on about Philadelphia and how he couldn't believe we lost to them. He ran outside and we just let him vent. Then we noticed a bright orange glow from the backyard. We ran outside to find Matt swigging a bottle of Southern Comfort in just his boxers and socks. He turned Jogn's grill on, took the Failadelphia shirt off his back and threw it on the grill. No idea why he burned his pants too. He was just wailing about Philadelphia. It was a bit much.
We called Jay Z and he came and took him home, apologizing profusely for his client's behavior. Just another Wraiths OL Tuesday Poker Night.