Burning those Party Points
Well, my towel arrived shortly after being ordered. My wife was amused, though made me promise never to take it to the beach in her company. With a large collection of points that have no real value, I now have a hooded sweatshirt on the way was well, perfect for the next time I want to knock off the local liquer store.
Where is the PokerTracker column for ‘random shit given to me as a result of playing poker'?
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