There have been a lot of topics on Poker, so if I am repeating a topic, I am sorry. What I want to know from the players this week is what is the funniest thing that has every happened to you or someone else while at a table playing poker?
The funniest moment for me is when one of my friends pulled out his new 1911 style .45, pressed it against his hand to show that pressing on the muzzle would prevent it from firing, and blew a hole right through his hand when it went off.
it was just so stupid and silly, on so many levels, that we are still laughing about it 30 years later.
Just curious - before he attempted this demonstration, did he say “Hold my beer?” Kind of seems like he should have.
As far as funny, for me it was unintentionally folding a Royal Flush here on Reply. Goes to prove that tragedy and comedy are closely related.
Haha, no, he just set it on the table first. We ended up packing the hole with gauze, wrapping it up good, and he drove himself to the hospital. It was a good game, and nobody wanted to leave over such a minor thing as a gunshot wound.
forget how many were at the final table, but this guy was short stack. won a couple of large pots. bragged how he went from last to first. few hands later and same amount of players, I get AA and jammed all in preflop. this player called and busted out. I go hahaha from last to 1st to 1st to busted out.
lesson is, don’t brag about stuff. karma will catch up to you.
Well, yeah - it’s not like he died.
Did you let him cash-in his chips or did you blind him out??
It was ring format. I guess he picked up his cash and left. I don’t really remember for sure.
His wound wasn’t life-threatening, which is why we just laughed, did the first aid, and off he went to the ER. That was a hard crew, but we weren’t totally heartless. It also wasn’t bleeding that much for some reason. i dunno, but it was funny to us.
OMG Never have I heard anything so bizarre. He is lucky the bullet did not hit someone else. But, I can see where that is funny. Thank you for sharing
That is a prime example of why you should not brag about winning hands. You are right, Karma always catches up with you. Thank you for sharing.
I have to tell this story again cause it was so hilarious. 6 players left and top 5 got a 50K ticket. 1 player sitting out and had less than a BB. comicguy and I was just telling people to fold and knock out ghost player and they all would’ve gotten a ticket. they didn’t listen and this happen. comicguy and I just busted up laughing.
Was a Suburban fella that bought a Mountain Tobacco farm on Tenn- Va state line. Most neighbors were rugged types and some were moonshiners- most had missing finger or two - and carried knives - Guns etc…They Liked to play poker at My air-conditioned mobile Home with a long winding road to first Hill I lived at. Easy for them to see Whom is arriving-lol— and one time at midnight My crippled baby Chick came in Hopping fast on a tilt and screaming at top level to be fed— half players hopped up on chairs and few let out lil yelps. Just like lil Crip-toe was doing…
Well…this was “Funny-queer” rather than “Funny-Ha-ha!”, if you know what I mean! I am dealt 44 and call. Flop comes 854 rainbow! Super! So I call a 3-bet and then we get a 5…and an all-in which I call. And something like a J on the river… Showdown of my set of 444…beaten by a set of 888…beaten by quads 5555. Naturally. And a player had apparently folded his JJ at the all-in bet which was a smart fold because he would surely have thought he’d have been up against a higher pair or a set, pretty blatantly, given the state of the board before the river. So at showdown it was quads over set over set, which could easily have been quads over set over set over set ! Jesus H.Christ almighty! What on Earth are the odds of THAT? I’m thinking pretty god-damned LOW, to be honest! X[[ !
Hmmm! Very “funny” right?!
If you are playing against me you should call with any two cards as there is little doubt you will hit what ever cards you need to win. Some guy called me down with 5 8 off suit and killed my pocket Aces for the umteenth time. LOL
I was in local tourny hosted by a firehouse to raise funds and about 3/4 of the way through I had been knocked out as did my my buddy. we were standing behind a fellow at the head of a table watching the play. the guy right in front of us lifted his hole cards just high enough for us both to see. Pocket 99s. 3players limped in before him.the flop was 99A .1st player checked 2nd playerbet about 1/2 pot and 3rd player called. its on him and just about jumped out of his seat and yelled “All In” .Well we almost wet ourselves as the table folded around and he proudly displayed his Quads.
I’ve seen a lot of weird things but this was probably the worst. Someone left the table then came back a few minutes later covered in what was obviously their own vomit. He sat down, acted casual like there was nothing out of the ordinary. Only a few people noticed, the dealer didn’t. Myself and a few others were looking at each other in disbelief as say “Is that really what I think it is?” The next hand started, the vomit guy had to post and put in chip. It had mysterious chunks on it, the dealer picked it up and asked what was on the chip. He replied “I don’t know.” At this point someone at the table asks “What’s that smell?” One guy realizes and starts shouting at him. Vomit guy ignores any comments and just plays it cool. He said something like “Let’s just play.” Someone runs over to the floor manager to report it. The floor orders him to leave the room immediately and closes the table. After he’s gone you can see the entire table where he was seated had vomit chunks all over it.
Tom ,that’s not funny, that is par for the course around here !
For those special moments.
Down south we say, “Hey everybody, Ya all watch this!”
Ok, here is a Las Vegas poker story.
Across the street and opposite to the Sahara Hotel Casino was a little strip mall with about 8 different stores in it. Two of the stores had single table poker rooms inside. The strip mall was L shaped and the store where the L turned also had slots and a strip show. The strippers were also the cocktail girls. When serving drinks, they wore only g strings and a light-colored see-through nighty that came down just far enough so that you could not see the G-string area, but it was see-through, so it was interesting with nothing covering their breasts. When delivering drinks, they would rub their breasts against your arm when delivering your drink and rub their backside against the player next to you. One of my favorite places to play in Las Vegas.
By the way, it was Mob owned and operated. They had a really good prime rib special. One half inch prime rib, potato and vegetables for $3.95. For each extra $1 you got an extra 1/2 inch cut on your prime rib and it was really good. I often went there, just for the prime rib, of course. I would play poker and order the prime rib as take out. A perfect day.
The other store had a really good reputation for an active 4/8 Texas Hold’em game. It always had a waiting list. I must have gone to that place about a dozen times before I finally got a seat at the table. I was really looking forward to some big pots. I went to the cage and bought a rack of 100 $1 dollar chips.
I sat down at the number five seat and was just unloading my rack of chips when the player in the number one seat smashed his coffee mug alongside of the head of the player in the number four seat, right next to me. Man, coffee, mug and blood went everywhere, and the two men started wrestling across the middle of the table. This wasn’t just any old coffee mug. This was one of those solid white mugs you see on old WW2 navy movies with a lot of weight to them.
Me, as they were wrestling and bumping into me a little, I just calmly re-racked my fresh $100 in chips, walked to the cage and cashed out. I never did find out why they were fighting or who won. Didn’t care. Just left and never came back. When everyone said they had lots of actine, I guess I had naively expected a different kind of action with less blood involved.
Just another day in Las Vegas, ceca 1985.
Happy holidays, David