I'm with my fellow soldiers digging through the mud & dirt for landmines. We're all a bit stressed out from the job. As we examine the unexploded mines, we're tryng to figure out the safest way to do the job. I ask my commanding officer if we have one of those big mine-exploding tanks. I take a friend and a couple of other guys (Herc & Carcver from The Wire) with me to scan another area.
Later... I'm with John (or another friend) in a buffet line at the airport. we have our tickets but want to pick up some food for the trip. I want to just get some bread or sticky buns but my friend talks me into a large hoagie. We continue through the line and stop for some shrimp. I ask him how much time we have left and he tells me not to worry. Suddenly a female airport attendant comes to get us. We all run through the terminal towards our gate. They're ahead of me and go up a huge flight of stairs. I lose them for a moment & try to catch up.
Later... I'm in a casino playing a cash poker gamel. John says he's looking for a hand to push me around with. He gets his cards and says, "Here they are" and raises me. I look down at 89 offsuit & reraise all-in. The rest of the table folds and he starts playing with the mucked cards, mixing them with his own. They he tries to pick his cards out. I tell him he's mucked because he can't try to pick out his cards from the muck.
Later, I'm walking through the casino with a friend. We see that Doyle Brunson is in the hospital ward with breathing trouble (or something). We wander out back to the main casino and I'm stopped by someone's bodyguard. He brings me to his boss (a casino bigwig) who gives me a clear plastic disc with a number on it (24 or 27). He tells me some big show is going on at an exclusive club and that the disc will get me in right away. I thank him and walk off. I run into Frankie Faison and give him the disc, saying, "I'm trying to treat you right."
I head back to the hospital ward with someone to check up on Doyle. The ward (which is next to an arcade) seems to be closed. I see Chris Moneymaker at a desk and ask him where everyone is. He's choked up and says, "He's dead." Shocked, I ask, "Doyle?" Chris tells me no, it's someone else (Amarillo Slim maybe?). I ask him where Doyle is. He says he's out for a cigarette.
I then realize that the whole scenario is from 2 years ago so I should know that Doyle's not dead since he's still alive today.
Later... I'm with John (or another friend) in a buffet line at the airport. we have our tickets but want to pick up some food for the trip. I want to just get some bread or sticky buns but my friend talks me into a large hoagie. We continue through the line and stop for some shrimp. I ask him how much time we have left and he tells me not to worry. Suddenly a female airport attendant comes to get us. We all run through the terminal towards our gate. They're ahead of me and go up a huge flight of stairs. I lose them for a moment & try to catch up.
Later... I'm in a casino playing a cash poker gamel. John says he's looking for a hand to push me around with. He gets his cards and says, "Here they are" and raises me. I look down at 89 offsuit & reraise all-in. The rest of the table folds and he starts playing with the mucked cards, mixing them with his own. They he tries to pick his cards out. I tell him he's mucked because he can't try to pick out his cards from the muck.
Later, I'm walking through the casino with a friend. We see that Doyle Brunson is in the hospital ward with breathing trouble (or something). We wander out back to the main casino and I'm stopped by someone's bodyguard. He brings me to his boss (a casino bigwig) who gives me a clear plastic disc with a number on it (24 or 27). He tells me some big show is going on at an exclusive club and that the disc will get me in right away. I thank him and walk off. I run into Frankie Faison and give him the disc, saying, "I'm trying to treat you right."
I head back to the hospital ward with someone to check up on Doyle. The ward (which is next to an arcade) seems to be closed. I see Chris Moneymaker at a desk and ask him where everyone is. He's choked up and says, "He's dead." Shocked, I ask, "Doyle?" Chris tells me no, it's someone else (Amarillo Slim maybe?). I ask him where Doyle is. He says he's out for a cigarette.
I then realize that the whole scenario is from 2 years ago so I should know that Doyle's not dead since he's still alive today.
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