And some burning questions were resolved through the course of the evening, to prove that intellect and fun are not mutually exclusive. Monique exposed that you don’t have to have to have dreads to be rasta, the Red Rocket proved that it’s okay to be fashionably late, provided you come dressed to impress, and Rodeo, well, Rodeo reminded us that cowgirl hats and purple boas can be classy.
The Game
Robin emerged as the early leader, using the age-old, highly technical strategy, “Can I get out now”?
Jen proved herself a hustler when she forced Monique and Rodeo “All In”, sending both of them to the Loser’s Lounge to hang in style with none other than P Diddy.
Leslee, Robin, and Jen toggled as chip leader, with Michelle maintaining a solid pile. A case of the “I gotta go’s” from Michelle gave Rodeo a Second Shot of Love with Holdem.
The other Loser’s Lounge inhabitant took over Jen’s chips, and ended up in a chip battle with the feisty and competitive Red Baron. In an ironic twist of fate, the first to the Loser’s Lounge ended up as the last (wo)man standing, when the hostess pulled a flush and won the pot, sending Leigh home so her husband could say “Talk Dirty to Me”.
Today, I am left with an empty liquor cabinet, mild headache, and a nest of purple feathers where the birthday girl made her nest. And I can’t wait to do it again!!!
your blog is feel good......
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