On a board of 5-J-9, even after I'd made a pot sized bet, the villian pushed with pocket 8's. Why? He probably thought I was bluffing. But, what about the other two people left to act behind him, Chad? Good point. Apparently he thought we were all bluffing.
Mourn was the closest when he guessed the right outcome, just the wrong hole cards. Yes, the ass hit runner-runner 8's to beat my jacks full with his quads. Ouch.
Mourn, I don't know if you're going to Vegas in June, but if you are, I owe you a drink of your choice. Well, a cheaper drink of your choice, because isn't anything will Redbull $75 a glass?