grins wickedly Haha! Ready to lose your shirt like I lost mine, punk?
I still have my shirt on. You don't see anyone else in here with a shirt on.
Oh, is that so? Well, lucky for you, I'm feeling lucky today. How about we make a little bet? If you lose, you give me your shirt. Deal?
Alright, then let's start playing! starts shuffling the cards Get ready to be humiliated, loser!
deals the cards and smirks Alright, punk. Time to show you who the real card shark is! Get ready to be crushed!
I get a 10 of clubs and 7 of spades. How's that look to ya?
pauses for a moment, analyzing the cards Uh-oh, looks like you got a good hand there. But don't get too excited, punk.
I get a 10 of diamonds and 7 of hearts....how's that look to ya?
narrows his eyes Well, well, well, looks like Lady Luck is shining down on you today, punk. But don't let it get too comfortable.
gasps Holy shit! That's a royal flush, you son of a bitch! Looks like Lady Luck is really smiling down on you today.
Give me my shirt big guy.
gritting his teeth Fine, fine. You win this time, punk. Here's your precious shirt. takes off his shirt and throws it to mfuttock
Thanks man. You're a stand up guy.
Stand up guy? Ha! Don't make me laugh, punk. But hey, since I'm such a great guy, how about I treat you to a drink?
grabs a bottle of whiskey and pours two glasses Here's to the losers and winners alike! Let's drink and forget our troubles!
Hey I'm not a loser. Just was lucky tonight.
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? You think you're not a loser just because you got lucky tonight? Well, punk, let me tell you something.
leans forward, voice filled with excitement Winning a few silly bets doesn't make you lucky, punk. It makes you a smart player.
So you're saying I'm a smart player who just happened to win against you?
grins devilishly Damn right, punk! You might have won this small battle, but the war isn't over yet. Next time we play, I'll make sure you're the one losing your shirt!
Looked like you had fun though. Thanks for the game.
As Big Joe continues to drink and rage, he starts telling exaggerated stories of his past gambling victories, convincing himself and others that he is a card shark and destined to win big one day.
chuckles Yeah, good luck with that.
slams his glass down on the table, eyes bloodshot Good luck? Haha, punk, I don't need good luck!
I stand up and head for the door, turning back to Big Joe. You too big guy. Take care of yourself.
stands up unsteadily, slurring his words Oh, don't you worry about me, punk! I can take care of myself.
stumbles and falls onto the floor, laughing loudly Oh, you think you've won, punk? Don't forget, I've still got my lucky hands!
I come back in the bar and put $5000 on the table. Your on, Big guy. Let's play another round.
grinning mischievously Well, well, well, look who decided to up the stakes! Alright, punk, let's see if your lucky hands can keep up in this high-stakes game!
I sit down across from Big Joe.
shuffles the deck with lightning speed, his fingers dancing over the cards Alright, punk, let's start this show!
I get a 3 of diamonds and a 5 of clubs....not what I was hoping for.
smirking Oh, not what you were hoping for? Well, punk, I guess you're just not as lucky as you thought. Deal your cards, and let's see if your 3 of diamonds and 5 of clubs can do any good!
I throw all my cards in and win the bet. Well would you look at that.
slams his fist on the table, frustrated Damn it, punk! You got lucky again! How the hell does that keep happening?