Last night's drunken euchre was, let's not mince words, an epic fail.The Sweet Tea Flavored Vodka was delightful, a little too delightful. I was no where near loaded but my brain was in neutral all night long. I made a few mistakes that I don't normally make.
My partner and I were in the barn a couple times (not that kind of barn you yokels - it means one point from a win) only to have them catch up and pass us. It was brutal.
To couch it in terms you poker playing degenerates might appreciate: I ran bad and played worse. Maybe next time I should leave the vodka at home... nah.
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