I hate so much about the things that you choose to be

Fresh off some poker tournament winnings off my friends, I decided to return to the Lucky Buck to test my skills aganist the diehards. Obliteration was the name of the game as I won a whopping four hands in 3 hours. Because I work as a substitute teacher I was short-stacked from the moment I sat at the table and that $100 just dwindled away.

The poker room is home to several notable types of people including the drunk karaoke “singers” at the next-door bar, the drunk woman knocking over people’s chipstacks and the old man who continually raises whom everyone wants to drink more. Is anyone sensing a theme? Was that a giant run-on sentence?