PokerSwat Xmas poem competition . . .

semibluff

To help bring a bit of festive cheer to all those at boards and as first of what hopefully will be many attempts of thanking boards.ie and all those in the community for providing the platform for PokerSwat to be launched, here's a fun competition for all to partake in . . .

"Re-word the famous "Night Before Christmas" poem to the themes of PokerSwat & christmas combined"

There are 10 memberships to the Platinum level of Pokerswat available (this allows you access all areas of the site) to the best 10 entrants. The closing date will be 24th of December! Those who put the most effort in should have the best chance!! (1 verse minimum)

For more information about PokerSwat please visit www.PokerSwat.com , read the About us section and the player bio's to give you some ammunition for the poem itself!

Below is the original poem in all its glory.

"

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night."

"

Good luck everyone!

Donal

meathman 007

Just wanted to add a little to what Donal posted above, its not just 1 month access to the platinum level. Its 10 x 3 months access to the Platinum level of membership for the winners of the comp. (Total value of ~ €1,000 and exclusive to boards members.

The first major update on the website will be taking place in the middle of January where all the issues our members pointed out will be rectified along with a host of new features (new high speed server, video player etc) and design updates to the site (including new logo etc).. Look out for a few new additions to our coaching team over the next month as well.

RedJoker

'Twas a week before Christmas, and I wanted free stuff,
I'm not going to pay anything I thought in a huff.
A stupid little verse should be easy to write,
And the PokerSwat Xmas poem competition, win it I might.

hotspur

RedJoker wrote: »

And the PokerSwat Xmas poem competition, win it I might.

Speaking like Yoda shouldn't be allowed in a poem competition imo

RedJoker

hotspur wrote: »

Speaking like Yoda shouldn't be allowed in a poem competition imo

"In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;"

Just following the original .

The Snapper

wow very slow response here :eek:

I really thought there would be a deluge of posts.

Will give it a shot later Donal. Ty for the nice offer.

cuterob

i'm trying to think of one.. tis tough

bubbleking

right im workin on it

ITT-Pat

'Twas the week before Christmas, I was playing on the web,
I was playing awful and felt like a pleb;
After losing my last buy-in, when my bluff got caught,
I decided I better learn from those at PokerSwat.

I had a chat with DocO and told him my plight,
He said: 'Pat you're not wrong, your play is just shite;
So he gave me his pricelist and a discount to boot,
It seemed very reasonalbe but I clearly had no loot.

Along came Christmas with its cold and crisp air,
With it was an offer which could save my despair;
So I wrote a tale about my poker woes,
And hopefully it will lead to me defeating my foes.

loosecannon

'Twas the night before Christmas & everywhere online
poker sharks & fish alike were spending their time
With just 8 session left before Santa Claus
there's no room anywhere for even a short pause

But alas my sessions go like every fecking one
my stack is el busto, mostly from under the gun
So I pray to the ghosts of Christmas Present & Past
to give me just one more chance, even be it my last

When the day comes there is only one way to go
to help me in my quest of becoming a poker pro
So I write to Santie with just one request
a subscription to Poker Swat to make me the best

So Hector & Andy, Dave Murray et al
dispense your genius with customary drawl
In six months Las Vegas will be there for the taking
A millionaire like Marty Smyth, here in the making

The Snapper

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
The Pokerswat students, were profiting via mouse;
The pwnings were awesome though not really fair,
Sure you’d think it was Marty sat in the chair;

Like candy from babies and bankrolls built handy,
Thank god these spewtards aren’t students of Andy;
Their crushing the games now, the fish think its smelly,
As a pokerswat student views the latest Hectorjelly;

Down to his last buy in a poor non subscriber,
Spots a thread on boards about pokerswat silver;
Enlightened he signs up and getting his wish,
The ipoker ocean had lost one more fish;

Worried that some of his edge he might yield,
An avid Swat pondering his future was pleased;
And embraced PLO seeking more BB/Hour,
Christmas had come thanks to Pokerswats Roundtower.

semibluff

Loving the replies so far guys. Keep 'em coming! As i mentioned this will run until the 24th (the night before Christmas )

Willie, El Stunt et al get your poetic hats on!!

Tony_Montana

Twas a week before Christmas when i was playing online
When i noticed the standard was starting to decline,
There were donkeys all in donking money away,
And here was the Pro watching all there sad play.

On my right was a call station calling away
And my monsters were been paid highly all day
On my left was a muppet who was in every pot
Oh Santa I wish i could always run this hot.

It was getting so easy i decided to stay
And I tuned into Poker Swat to watch Marty play
He was raising and reraising from every position
So everyone should buy it its a fabulous addition.

Hosef

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, except for my mouse.
4 tables arranged on the desktop with care,
For playing with overlap I just couldn’t bear

I knew in my heart that I should be in bed,
But I played on regardless, despite being card dead.
My focus was slipping, my play it was crap,
As I tilted my way to another mishap.

I paid no attention to the on-screen chatter,
They called me a fish, but it just didn’t matter.
I grimly hung in there, I wanted the cash,
But it just doesn’t happen when you limp in with trash

Enough is enough I cried, as I lost one more pot;
I need a subscription to join Poker Swat.
I’ll be a top student and all will be fine,
And I’ll win lots of money in 2009

semibluff

lol - its starting to heat up now!

5starpool

Twas the night before christmas, and all through the house,
Nothing was intact, not even a mouse.
Laptop, monitor, keyboard and desktop
All broken with cries of 'please let it stop'.

The beats they kept coming, one outers and two,
Til the poor poker player thought, what shall I do!
Shall I start cheating, shall I program a bot?
Should I dance with the devil, or join Pokerswat?

Well the choice was quite easy, the devil it is,
But just in time I realised the doomswitch was his.
The cheating, the bot, appeal they did not,
So on with the thinking cap, and off to pokerswat.

Big names and small, but all good players,
The videos there helped answer his prayers.
Doomswitch turned off, quoting Obama 'Yes I can',
Got 5starpool a subscription, not Donal a ban.

Mr.Plough

Twas a day after christmas, I'd slept through the lot,
after a 3 day session, played just like a bot
Down 34 buyins, depressing as hell
Leftover turkey sandwich, it went down so well

I'm back to busto, and so full of hate
Nothing to do, but masterbate
Rentboy for life, one of the best
Santas sperm, still on my chest

Logon to boards, and what do I see,
Some top quality coaching, 3 months for free
Shall have a wee punt, just before bed
One verse plus 4, just like Donal said

Christmas has passed, the tree's in a state
Pokerplayas vids, will up your winrate
I never liked drogheda, and his accent is rough
But it's safe to say that the guy knows his stuff

So heres my advice, listen if you dare
Although if you don't, I don't really care
Have a Pokerswat sub, placed under your tree
Or you'll end up a rentboy, busto like me

YULETIRED

meh it's Christmas..

Donal/Dom/Noel/Mick go mad at Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the Fitz,
Not a creature was stirring, as they were all in bits,
The General were hung by braces upstairs,
and the Chief was lying still on the ground, his eyes in a stare.
The dealers were nestled as snug in the corner,
but Lucy got away as I got there to warn her,
And Denise placed her 'kerchief, over Adams cold head,
there were still 7 standing but 53 dead,

When outside on the street there arose such a clatter,
the getaway car had crashed in the gutter,.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
to see if by chance they had dropped any cash, .

The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
a copcar that was checking all the drivers for beer,

With a little old driver, with an ordour of gick,
I knew in a moment it must be Some hick,
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called the villians by name;

"Now, Ace, now 5star now Puppy, Now Hayes,
we've rumbled your stealing and murdering game,
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Line you all up, you murdering scum one and all,


you guys were unlucky to get such a bad beat,
to have a member of the SWAT team tonight on the beat
he was helping the lads out as tonight was thier do,
and some of them off with a bit of blue flu.J


just 'cause your year went so bad, does it mean,
that you wantingly kill as you haven't a bean,
you have FAILED at the poker though you've tried every angle,
this Christmas the dinner bell will be the ol triangle.

semibluff

actually LOL'd hard there! nice to see all the productive work going on - gotta love mondays!

Flushdraw

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Nothing was moving, except for my mouse
Clickity click is all you could hear
And in the background, the sipping of beer.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds
On boards i decided to start a new thread
Deucescracked and cardrunners, what do you think?
First reply was from Semibluff, "they both really stink"

So i said to him, "Donal what do you mean"
He said "Come join us, we'll make you some green"
ok so i thought, what site have you got?
"The best of them all, its called Pokerswat"

So i took a quick look, and joined up that day
Some familiar names, like RT and HJ
These days i am happy and winning a lot
Big thanks to the guys, from site "Pokerswat"

Now I know what you're thinking, as I start off my rhyme
"Twas the night before Christmas" should be the first line.
But, lo, hold your scoldings, as I tell you a tale,
Of coaches a-training, their new site unveiled.

Many sat faithful, alone with pm
To ask for some coaching, to ask it of them.
And clasping their eyes as tight as they dare
They looked in their pm's to see what was there.

So many downhearted, alone in their quest
They got no replies; snubbed by the best.
"Where have they gone to" the players would say
Ne'er a coach to be found around here these days.

The mystery continued, the seasons did change
People still asked what other meant by "range".
And waiting and wondering, alone by their screens
A new group of degens, felt stripped of their dreams.

But hark, listen closely! A soft sound from far
The coming of PokerSwat! Hoorah! Hoorah!
Gone now the darkness, come now the light
Away with the ignorance which has been our blight.

But who are these coaches, to bring us the news
Of how to stop leaking, how to not lose?
Among them is Hector, Terken and Bas
Although its not always what you'd think, Pokergirls a lass?

With Roundtower, Spider and Pokerplaya
The wisdom of ages is sure to be there.
But remember young grasshopper, if you should fail
Away you shall go, away to the rail.

And then as you stand there, a message will call
To remind the young grasshopper of his new-found fall
Hearing banter from the table, it will become clear
"If you'd signed up to PokerSwat, then you'd be here!"

bubbleking

T’was the night before Christmas and my God was I Pissed
Id just done another buy-in on a big draw that missed
The fish they were plentiful small stacks and big
As I cursed online poker - it has to be rigged?

So down to my last monkey and sick to my belly
Along came help in the form of hectorjelly
Although I was poor and pleased he was not
He’d provide some help via Pokerswat

Id learn how to 3-bet and 4 bet really light
Id watch every video if it took me all night
With Roundtower and Marty applying their trade
It looks like PLO is where real money is made

Although Drogheda accents are hard enough to bear
His advice is golden - take a bow Pok3rplayer
So now sitting at the tables il no longer have a conniption
As hopefully iv just won myself a Pokerswat subscription

So 2009 is the year I’ll finally ship the loot
I hope to be a member of the platinum club to boot
Now begging is wrong in fact its worse than a sin
But come on Donal its Christmas - please let me win

seanybiker

kayroo's one was me favourite so far. All of em are good though. Best of luck everyone

Get In There

I'm only after reading this thread and I'd enter this by posting my entry in the form of a youtube clip of me signing without any subtitles or captions, as to put the shoe on the other foot but meh i'm too hungover to bother. Moral of my post- pokerswat, introduce optional subtitles in your videos please, you'd accomodate those who are not yet fluent with the english language as well as deaf ppl like myself. Merry xmas

meathman 007

some great ones so far, we have decided to entend this to St Stephens day, so get posting if you havnt already.

Happy Holidays from Donal and I along with the rest of the PokerSwat staff and coaches.

cooker3

It was the night before Christmas and I was contemplating bed
But then suddenly I came across a thread
A competition to write a poem for pokerswat
Rhyming words and grammatically correct sentences was asking a lot

I googled, I thought. I looked for inspiration
I went through every poem, every word and examined their formation
But all this was pointless as something was offay
sh1t, I just realised it's already Christmas day

semibluff

As Anthony said, few more days if anyone wants to join in the fun! TY for everyone who sent in a reply, good laugh and really enjoyable!

and more importantly than anything . . .

Twas the night before Xmas, and best wishes all of boards!!

Donal, Anthony and all of Pokerswat!

cooker3

Ah, your extension ruined my whole poem!

semibluff

its all gravy - ur poem's merit stands!


now go to bed, santa is on his way

ferdyfish

how mush does a platinum membership usually cost??
just read the second post found my answer 20euro a month or 19.99 to be exact!

Grafter

Twasn't the night before Christmas, coz my timing is sh1te,
I've been drinking all day and my eyes they are bright,
The stockings were flung by the desk without care,
I wanted the biz done and her out of there.

The game is still running, the antes are close,
So boardsies are playing, there are bluffs to expose.
I can't win a race and my confidence is draining,
Time to grovel to Poker Swat for training.

dK1NG

Twas the day they call Christ-mass, when all through the house
Not a sound was there heard, except for my mouse;
The stockings that were hung so carefully last night,
Now lay scattered around, after the annual kids fight.

The little b*stards now lay, thrown down in their beds,
While the sounds of their screams still pounded my head;
The other half, so kindly, allowed me to play poker,
Well, the other option was to allow me to poke her.

On the outside, was the usual merry banter,
I couldn’t care less, 20nl I was beating at a canter;
An idea came to me, out of the blue in a flash,
If I take the one shot, I will roll in the cash.

Just like Santa, I chuckled ho-ho-ho,
Ignore BR management, shur who will know;
In my minds eye, it seemed so clear,
1000nl, shur what was there to fear?!

With great anticipation, I loaded up Doyles,
Then, oh so (un)wisely, opted, instead, for Boyles.
Ipoker was hopping, , full of da fish,
And, so hoped I, they’ve been on the pish.

Play tight, be aggro, show them who’s boss,
And then it happened, on that fateful coin toss.
My A-K got busted, to that fishes’ 10, 2,
Oh deary, oh deary, now what shall I do?!

The answer seemed simple, reload and reclaim,
Very soon, those damn fish will all fear my name.
My credit card was there, I topped up with ease,
Now for the plan, go in for the squeeze.

And then, in a twinkling, it all went to sh!t,
Running Kings into Aces, I took a bad hit.
I knew it was over, my dreams gone up in smoke,
My poker “career” was still but a joke!

Good comes from bad, despite my distress,
I quickly realised, I need to get out of this mess.
A three-month subscription to get me out of the rot,
The solution was simple, the answer - Pokerswat!

My eyes how they twinkled, my dimples so merry,
My cheeks were like roses, but it wasn’t cos of sherry.
My eyes spread wide, as I see whats inside,
All of those pros, now my game they would chide.

Too loose UTG, too passive with position,
As they looked at my stats, I realised I was the station.
Exploitable, predictable, I learned to my dismay,
I discovered my leaks, thanks to the vids by Hector J.

They were right, oh so right, the fish twas actually me,
It had taken me so long, yet now my weaknesses I could see.
Give me time, let me grind, back to da bottom rung,
No longer ignoring BR management, now that I’ve been so badly stung.

Yet, now in silent contemplation, I sit here and muse,
Is it really worth it all, it is time for me to choose.
Long nights by the screen, when the family snooze,
I successfully grind it out, and I no longer lose.

So, thanks you Pokerswat, you’ve helped me be the player I’ve now become,
But now, as I stare at the ghost of Xmas to come,
Add up the lost years, and time not spent with friends, time to do that sum;
And I wonder (oh how I wonder) what is to be my fate,
The answer, so simple: as a life for me – poker is just not all that great.

EPILOGUE: Poker is the devil! And as for those damn chimps....:P

cooker3

Part 2

It was the day after christmas, much food had been consumed
I needed a break after my account has been doomed.
The donks were out, the variance was huge.
Each session felt like a roller-coaster in a luge.

I sat about lazily looking for something to do.
I then decided that my pokerswat poem needed a part 2
The pokerswat boys decided there was a need for an extension.
The first part of my poem now lacked some comprehension.

It needed an improvement and now I had the time
To do some searching and find more words that rhyme
It's an arduous task, to find rhymes that are new
You know what, screw it. This will just have to do.

cardshark202

Twas the night before christmas _____ polkadot
______________________________ pokerswat
______________________________ coaching
______________________________ poaching

_______________________________ ship ship
_______________________________ mcgipp
_______________________________ stack
_______________________________ christmas craic

_______________________________ lurking fish
_______________________________ turkey dish
_______________________________ pleasent
_______________________________ present

_______________________________ yuletired
_______________________________ very large retard
_______________________________ in
_______________________________ for the win

YULETIRED

It was the night before the arse operation
cardhark was trying for his last masturbation,
he had roundtower dressed in the gear of a gimp
and was trying to get hard but as usual was limp

so he went on the net and tried to be brave,
slagging randomn people with his cowardly rave,
sitting by his laptop away from harms way,
siting there like a fool all ginger and ghey

it was one day after their boards football game,
the gingers chimps saying, oh yuletired he's lame,
so he bent down to tie his pink foooball laces,
and got a kick in the hole, his favourite of places,

he shrieked in pleasure ooooh Dave that was nice,
and pulled down his shorts to further entice,
but it wasn't his lover who was standing behind,
but a guy called yuletired with a small axe to grind,

A retard you say, you redheaded fart?
he put his foot up his hole and held his legs like a cart,
so poor cardshark was in surgery, a disemboweled fag,
his G-spots been reclocated to a colostomy bag...

t'was the night before the arse operation........

opr

Epic stuff lol

Opr

Douglas Adams

Douglas Adams wrote:

I love deadlines. I especially love the whooshing sound they make as they go by.

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the room,
Not a player was stirring, not even in gloom;
The cards were dealt by the dealers with care,
In hopes that a royal flush soon would be there.

The gamblers were huddled all smug in their chairs,
While visions of blackjack danced in their hairs;
And Luke in his best, and me and my frog,
Had just settled down for a long hard slog.

When out in the back there arose such a clatter,
I thought, settle down now, I'm sure it's no matter,
Away to the cards to see what I drew,
Under me palm, a seven and a two.

The cards of the flop on the new velvet cloth,
Made my face turn to grey as if I were goth;
For the cards that I just threw away in disgust,
Would've given me quads, not easy to bust.

I stepped out from the tourney to have a quick fag,
Only two minutes! Only a drag!
More rapid than eagles the big blinds came,
And before you knew it, I was out of the game.

"Ah Mother, Oh Mary, and Joseph and the rest!
How can this young lad become one of the best?"
I'll have to study, from books and the net,
I'll watch DVD's or get a casette!"

As I googled away with no ending in sight,
My eyes grew large, my eyes grew bright!
"Take your game to the next level" the slogan cried out!
Can this pokerswat thing help me end my drought?

And then, in a twinkling, I heard in the hall,
My hammered housemate, having a ball,
I drew my door shut, quiet like a mouse,
He crashed into my room, after my grouse.

He was dressed all in red, from his hat to his shoes,
He smelt like a drunk, he was covered in booze;
A bundle of cans he had flung on his back,
He looked like a junkie that had just smoked some crack.

He was slurring his words, there was no hope for a chat!
He'd had 6 cases of wine! That's nearly a vat!
His drunk little noggin was hanging down low,
And the snot on his nose was starting to show.

The end of a fag he held tight in his fist,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a mist;
He looked at my floor with a mischievous stare,
"Any chance of a whiskey? I see it right there".

It was Christmas eve, so I couldn't ignore him,
So I took two glasses, and then I poured them.
I had a whiskey for me and a water for him,
But he didn't notice as he's a little bit dim.

He spoke not a word, but went straight for the stairs,
Knocking over the plants; then turned with no cares;
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the stairs he rose.

He crept to his bed, though his bed he did miss,
And so he slept on the floor in innocent bliss;
But I heard him exclaim, ere he fell from his height,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night."

YULETIRED

YULETIRED wrote: »

It was the night before the arse operation
cardhark was trying for his last masturbation,
he had roundtower dressed in the gear of a gimp
and was trying to get hard but as usual was limp

so he went on the net and tried to be brave,
slagging randomn people with his cowardly rave,
sitting by his laptop away from harms way,
siting there like a fool all ginger and ghey

it was one day after their boards football game,
the gingers chimps saying, oh yuletired he's lame,
so he bent down to tie his pink foooball laces,
and got a kick in the hole, his favourite of places,

he shrieked in pleasure ooooh Dave that was nice,
and pulled down his shorts to further entice,
but it wasn't his lover who was standing behind,
but a guy called yuletired with a small axe to grind,

A retard you say, you redheaded fart?
he put his foot up his hole and held his legs like a cart,
so poor cardshark was in surgery, a disemboweled fag,
his G-spots been reclocated to a colostomy bag...

t'was the night before the arse operation........

I hardly remember writing this but I must say it WINS imo. cardshark thanks for the inspiration . I do hope your apre match shower is enjoyable for you., don't drop the soap lads

If there is justice and i win, I do not covet the prize so please award it to Ace2007 to make him a better degen, happy chimpmas everybody

meathman 007

ok so this comp is now closed. Some great contributions, Ill let Donal do the judging . Results on Monday.

semibluff

thanks everyone for your contributions.

Wille, your entry doesnt win unfortunately. Maybe you missed the initial intention of this thread.

To save this going off topic, can a mod please lock the thread and ill post the winners here when i geta chance.

Thanks all and hope you's had a happy Xmas

semibluff

The winners are below!

Congratulations to all those who won, and thank you to everyone who tried and didn't get there! Was very hard to pick, so sorry to those who didnt make it.

All you have to do is go to www.pokerswat.com and set up a new account under the Registered user section (free to join). if you can then email me at donal@pokerswat.com or pm me with your user name and email address you registered with and i will upgrade your account.

ITT-Pat
Loosecannon
The Snapper
Hosef
5star
Mr Plough
Kayroo
BubbleKing
DKKing
PapaSmut

Thank you again for all the entries, and i hope everyone is enjoying the Festive period!

Donal

RedJoker

Damn, I was sure I was going to win.

Sweet! Will reg now

Mr.Plough

hope they're in no particular order, because mine pwned everyone

The Snapper

Nice one

Mr.Plough

Mr.Plough wrote: »

hope they're in no particular order, because mine pwned everyone

I think they counted down ten to one :P

Flushdraw

RedJoker wrote: »

Damn, I was sure I was going to win.

me too! booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Tony_Montana

Flushdraw wrote: »

me too! booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

me too put my heart into it :rolleyes:

Flushdraw

Tony_Montana wrote: »

me too put my heart into it :rolleyes:

Especially as some people managed to miss BOTH deadlines and still get in ahead :rolleyes:

Tony_Montana

Flushdraw wrote: »

Especially as some people managed to miss BOTH deadlines and still get in ahead :rolleyes:

And there's one for everybody in the audience. Now that would make up for it :rolleyes: It is Christmas after All!

semibluff

As i already said it was very hard to pick the winners, so sorry to those who missed out.

We will be having a few more promotions in the near future so keep you eyes out for them.


So far we have received information for four of the winners, and their accounts should be updated accordingly. If the others can get on to me ASAP so we can get theirs sorted as i plan being away in Galway.

Thanks