01-27-2006, 09:18 PM
You know who the real cheaters are...
People that pull out the deuce deuce at the end of a game and take the pot home. :angry: Now those guys, they are the real cheaters. They don't even try to make an effort to make an entertaining game. They don't work the table. They don't do much of anything other than be a warm body for the game. They are not the least bit charming or socially acceptable. They don't even bother trying to sell you something. You go through all that work of actually plying your trade and making money, and then some jerk whips out a Saturday night special and threatens to blow off your kneecaps if everybody don't clean out their pockets.
You can get away with anything if you are charming and genteel about it. But these guys are just crass. Robbing somebody outright is just plain rude. Bad manners. Dirty pool.
There is gambling and there is thievery. One is perfectly acceptable and socially refined. It has rules. There are social graces. There is an established right way and a wrong way of doing it.
Where do some people get off...
People that pull out the deuce deuce at the end of a game and take the pot home. :angry: Now those guys, they are the real cheaters. They don't even try to make an effort to make an entertaining game. They don't work the table. They don't do much of anything other than be a warm body for the game. They are not the least bit charming or socially acceptable. They don't even bother trying to sell you something. You go through all that work of actually plying your trade and making money, and then some jerk whips out a Saturday night special and threatens to blow off your kneecaps if everybody don't clean out their pockets.
You can get away with anything if you are charming and genteel about it. But these guys are just crass. Robbing somebody outright is just plain rude. Bad manners. Dirty pool.
There is gambling and there is thievery. One is perfectly acceptable and socially refined. It has rules. There are social graces. There is an established right way and a wrong way of doing it.
Where do some people get off...
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."