Over $18,000 CASH in our Pockets driving down a Country Road paranoid.

Last night Dank and I went to play some poker at an Indian Casino about 1 hour out of Portland towards the beach out in the Country..

We like to play late got there about midnight. We hit some deadhand jackpot playing Texas Holdem Poker and everyone at the table won.. Mainly dank..

We were kinda shocked, and didnt really know what happend. Up till now i still dont understand this jackpot but as I told em then when he won, dont ask questions just pretend you know what just happened..

His share of the jackpot was $13,500.00, mine was a bit over 1k, and the rest of the table also got 1k just for being at the table as dank hit it.. The 2nd place guy got 6k..

SO anyhow, i figure the bastards are gunna cut us a check and we can leave..

But fuck no.. They make a event out of it.. People all over the poker room come and look, the IRS manager and shit have dank and all ov us fill out shitloads of paper work and they keep us there for 2 plus hours as they process the paperwork to pay us.

Meanwhile every degenrate gambler in this fucking place hears the news of the big payout.. The sharks are hovering.. Im talkin real scumbag people hovering around and walking around us.. Food stamp sellin degenrate gamblers who would do ANYTHING to get their hands on this money..

Finally after 2 hours, they come out with the cash..

BAMM.. THey count it out in the open on the Poker table so the cameara can see its all there... One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, they say as they lay the cash out in the open for everyone to see...

Now my mom always told me when in public never flash your money out, unless you wanna get robbed..

Well fuck.. We had alomst 15k in hundreds spread around the table for everyone to see out in the open.. Scooping the shit up and putting it in our pockets we make a run for the exits..

As we leave people are actually flipping us off. We both had this feeling someone was gunna folow us on this single lane road in the country all the way back to portland and run us off the road and rob us of our cash..

On top of the poker winnings we had some blackjack chips we needed cashed so as we walk out the door we have 18k CASH on us in fucking boonieville driving down the road..

We got in the car, got the glock out of the glove and got my softball bats out of the trunk and sped off.. As I sped off 3 cars came out of the casino the same time. Natually we thought they were the scumbags who were gunna rob us.. I speed up to 85..
I can still seem em back there.. ABout now we are shitting our pants.. Seemed like a painful 20 minutes down the road. And a very long 20 minutes.. But then I see cop lights.. Way back..

The bastards following us got pulled over for speeding. As one car got pulled over the others slowed in fear. I naturally sped up till we could get to some town or something and chill and hide in some neighborhhod drive way and chill as things settle...

Damn, it was scarry.. Doesnt sound scarry here as I describe it, but fuck you had to be there.

One of the scarriest moments of my life..