In the mind of the donk

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A peek inside the mind of a donkey - my dad.

He just plays $5 tourneys on stars for the most part. Here's a phone conversation we had just a few minutes ago. He's a sixty year old large, loud british man.

Me: Hey Dad, what's going on?

D: What do you think about ace ten offsuit?

M: It's a piece of crap unless you're in late position and want to steal the blinds. Are you in late position?

D: No (stars timer makes that annoying noise) I'm first. I'm gonna call it.

M: Ok, you just want to make sure...

D: Great, the flop is ten high with two clubs. I'm gonna bet it.

M: Sounds like as good a flop as you're gonna get.

D: Ooh, he raised me, what should I do?

M: Do you know if he's playing tight or not?

D: I don't know, he has a picture of an ugly dog.

M: Hmm, well I don't know what you should do here. I'd probably fold.

D: I'm gonna call it.

M: Ok, just be careful.

D: Another club on the turn. I'm gonna check it. Now he makes a pretty big bet. Should I call?

M: No, unless you have the ace of clubs.

D: I'm gonna call it. I have the ace of diamonds.

M: Uhhhh, ok.

D: The river's a king.

M: That's probably not a good card even if you were ahead somehow.

D: I'm gonna bet it.

M: Why?

D: So he doesn't raise me.

M: Hmm, I guess you...

D: I bet it small.

M: Ok.

D: Uh oh, he raised me big.

M: I think it's definitely time to fold.

D: I think I'm gonna call him, there's so much money in the pot.

M: Doesn't matter. I really don't think you're getting any of it. I think you need to fold.

D: (stars timer noise) Mother****er he had clubs. Christ on a crutch!!! ****ing clubs!

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