Sometimes when the Bat steps into a dicey situation be it on the felt or off, the Bat gets this tingle up his spine, it starts in the balls of the Bat’s feet and runs up the spine, right into the base of the cerebellum, and the Bat knows, the Bat done wrong.
Let the Bat give you, intrepid reader, some examples:
The Bat walked up into line at Target, the Bat knew, the Bat picked the wrong line. A fat dude, by the way the Bat is fat, so the Bat can call another man fat, anyway fattie started peeling off something from his murse, and the Bat’s sense went tingle, tingle. Sure enough it was a stack off coupons. Before the Bat could act, the other line had lengthened by two.
The Bat sense got riled up online the other day, when the bat was multi-tabling, watching TV, and sucking the orange grim of cheetos of his fingers, when bam, blam, bizow it’s AA, KK, AQ, and J10 suited on the Button. Because the Bat isn’t Patrik Anotonius, the Bat froze up, yet the Bat sense was on haywire.
The Bat raises AQ, limps with AA, raises KK, and raises J10 sooted. Nobody raised the limp pot and the Bat was staring at 6 opponents with AA. The KK got two callers. The AQ got reraised and called preflop. The Bat disposed of that hand, and saw a flop with J10. 8QA. The Bat mucked in the face of a raise (missing the the double belly buster).
Sure enough, the Bat got stacked with AA and KK and would have won with AQ and J10. The Bat’s sense is not to be trifled with.
So today with the Bat sense on full blare but sittings at a red light, the Bat wondered why the tingle was afoot. The Bat looks left, looks right, and finally glances in the rear view. A truck is barreling full steam at the back of the Bat’s vette. The Bat blew through the red and the truck skidded to a stop… in the middle of the intersection. You want to learn how to avoid accidents? If you lack a Bat Sense go here.
The Bat sense is good to have. So what’s the Bat to do? Head to the casino and play some blackjack? Sounds like a winning plan. Or so, the Bat thought. The dealer got none of his good Bat sense before a heand. Okay, the Bat headed home and decided to play online blackjack. That went a little better. Online blackjack, despite the human touch treated the Bat right today.
The Bat plopped $200 down and 2 hours and 23 minutes later was staring at $1025. The Bat dipped below $900 but got back to 1k and ended the session up $800. The Bat’s sense might have been off at the casino but was all right at home. The Bat loves to play blackjack online.