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NikKay 03-26-2007 10:30 AM

Face Down in a Bad Way!!
 
I have been dealing one night a week at a local poker game for over a year now. It's a good, clean, fun game. There is a decent sized group of regulars and every tournament has at least 45 entrants. I make decent money for the time I put in my one night and I love the game so I have a good time watching the game unfold and the different playing styles and just socializing with lovers of poker. The guy who runs it is a really good guy, very professional and friendly. This game occupies most of his waking hours and he's constantly looking for ways to enhance the player's experience and keep people coming back.

The game is set up in the warehouse portion of some office buildings. Rugs are down, the walls are painted different colors, there are Godfather-ish posters hung all around as well as a poster of the Madonna/Britney kiss, a 42-inch plasma for when games are on and a small stereo system. There's an office for keeping the chips, a safe, records, computer equipment, etc. Theres a lot of parking space and the game is nowhere near a residential area. The room is almost entirely soundproof from the outside and the door is large and metal.

So I'm at the game my usual night this past week. It's around 12:30AM and the tournament has already ended so we now have just 3 full cash tables running. I'm dealing at a table toward the back of the room. Out of nowhere comes a BANGBANGBANG on the metal door. Everyone looks around a little shaken and a few people mutter, "What the fuck?!?" BANGBANGBANG again and then one more time quickly for good measure. One of the dealers working a closer table gets up and slowly unlocks and opens the door a crack when...

the door gets throw open and in rush at least 10 S.W.A.T team members in full garb... all black ensemble, bullet proof helmets, googles, bullet proof vests... carrying very large guns with laser pointers aiming all around the room. They immediately start yelling, "Everyone on the floor! Put your hands on your head! This is a bust! Get down on the ground NOW!" And just as immediately at least 10 players jump up from their tables and take off running toward the back of the warehouse where it leads to the front offices and a few doors leading to the various parking lots. I personally immediately jump out of my dealer chair and lay on the concrete floor thinking, "There is no fucking way I am getting shot over this."

S.W.A.T is running all around the room, chasing the running players, screaming at everyone who isn't getting down fast enough or keeping their hands on the top of their heads properly. I am getting stepped on left and right. Then I hear the K9 unit busting in, dogs barking all over the place. After the dogs recede the leader of the whole bust comes in yelling at and instigating everyone. "Everything in here belongs to me now! Don't touch anything, don't say anything, don't fucking move. These S.W.A.T guys can get antsy, you know what I mean? If you have any weapons or anything in your pockets we need to know about you better tell us now. The money here belongs to me, the equipment here belongs to me and if any of you have a problem with that we can take you downtown to talk about it." The next sound is the sound of helicoptors swarming overhead.

I'm laying on the floor thinking, "You have got to be kidding me. Am I in a crack house right now? What the hell is going on here? Great, I am totally going to jail tonight and I probably can't get bailed out til' the morning and I'm going to be late for work and that hassle is the last thing I feel like dealing with right now." Meanwhile, I've got a S.W.A.T guy standing over me with a gun pointing all around me and he's probably checking out my ass while he's at it since I'm face down on the floor and all.

Eventually everyone gets to sit in chairs and everyone gets searched. I had no idea being searched was so perverted. This chick cop grabbed and shook both of my boobs and stuck her hand all up on my crotch. It probably didn't help that the shirt I was wearing said, "Homophobia is SO gay," but whatever, I've been groped before. Then everyone gets written a citation and given a court date and finally allowed to leave.

I've been charged with "Illegal Gambling." Which is, of course, not to be confused with LEGAL gambling such as the lottery, bingo and other such regulated and overtaxed gambling options. Actually, the law here is only against "games of chance where money or other things of value are bet" but the people who make these laws seem to think that poker is a game of chance just like craps or keno. This is aside from the question of whether or not these laws are even appropriate given the state's stake in other gambling ventures.

But we have to do what we can to save man from himself, right?

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shoeaholicanon 03-26-2007 10:33 AM

You are talking about a video game, correct? LOL

RawAlex 03-26-2007 10:37 AM

No, it is a semi-not-so-clever attempt at self promotion for writing text. It was amusing but nowhere near dirty enough for porn.

NikKay 03-26-2007 10:40 AM

Not dirty at all... true story. Although I am finding the defense options interesting... check this out:

A game of chance is "such a game as is determined entirely or in part by lot or mere luck, and in which judgment, practice, skill or adroitness have honestly no office at all, or are thwarted by chance." State v. Eisen, 16 N.C. App. 532, 535, 192 S.E.2d 613, 615 (1972) (citation omitted). "A game of skill, on the other hand, is one in which nothing is left to chance, but superior knowledge and attention, or superior strength, agility and practice gain the victory." Id. at 535, 192 S.E.2d at 615-16 (citation omitted). In State v. Stroupe, 238 N.C. 34, 76 S.E.2d 313 (1953), [***7] a case involving the legality of the game of pool, our Supreme Court stated:


It would seem that HN5the test of the character of any kind of a game of pool as to whether it is a game of chance or a game of skill is not whether it contains an element of chance or an element of skill, but which of these is the dominating element that determines the result of the game, to be found from the facts of each particular kind of game. Or to speak alternatively, whether or not the element of chance is present in such a manner as to thwart the exercise of skill or judgment.



Id. at 38, 76 S.E.2d at 316-317.

The Supreme Court's test is particularly instructive here. At the summary judgment hearing in the instant case, plaintiffs presented affidavits of experts on mathematics and statistics to the effect that a knowledge of the law of probabilities can sway the outcome of the video game, and that the game's "skill stop" feature allows a player with good hand/eye coordination to fare better than a player whose coordination and dexterity is poor. Plaintiffs acknowledge, however, that except for knowledge of the law of probabilities, all of the skill [***8] elements associated with the ordinary game of draw poker are absent in the video version. The game of draw poker, played against other individuals, permits a player to use psychology, bluffing, and knowledge of the law of probabilities relative to the game of poker, to increase his potential win relative to the total number of games played. Psychology and bluffing have no effect on the final outcome of play when playing electronic video poker. See U.S. v. 294 Various Gambling Devices, 718 F. Supp. 1236, 1243 (W.D.Pa. 1989).

Collins Coin Music Co. v. North Carolina Alcoholic Beverage Control Comm'n, 117 N.C. App. 405, 408 (N.C. Ct. App. 1994)

Rochard 03-26-2007 10:49 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by NikKay (Post 12149750)
This chick cop grabbed and shook both of my boobs and stuck her hand all up on my crotch.

That is so damn hot!

Need a picture of you getting fondled!

Wizzo 03-26-2007 10:51 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Rochard (Post 12149861)
That is so damn hot!

Need a picture of you getting fondled!


2nd that, great story!:pimp

WEGCash Robert 03-26-2007 10:52 AM

Bitch please you know u like being face down on the floor with HOT men stepping all over you!!

NikKay 03-26-2007 10:54 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Wizzo (Post 12149875)
2nd that, great story!:pimp

Hmmm, maybe I can get them to turn over some of the photographic evidence if we make it to trial! LOL... or I could just reenact the event and send you guys the pictures. :winkwink:

Z 03-26-2007 10:57 AM

I'm just glad that you're ok and came out with some easy to beat bullshit.

Reason #7,387,992,831 to move out of the US.

ChopperBoy 03-26-2007 10:57 AM

hope it works out for ya

Rochard 03-26-2007 02:32 PM

Seems there is some truth to this story: News Link

ChopperBoy 03-26-2007 02:35 PM

sounds as if the gambling charges will be the least of the worries after reading the WRAL article there wow

NikKay 03-27-2007 06:56 AM

If you watch the video link they make it sound like there were weapons and drugs all over the place, but if you read the article you will see that only 1 person was charged with anything drug related. Then there was the 1 charge of alcohol possession with intent to sale given to the person running the place which is bullshit because the alcohol was free to all players and was never sold to anyone.

I think you could go into a church and find at least 1 person with drugs of some sort on them.

So all thats really left are the 41 gambling citations, which we are looking to fight on the basis that poker isn't a game of chance. Even if that doesn't turn out to be feasible, based on the other raids that have gone down in NC, we'll all be facing a minimal fine.

And for that they had to call in the S.W.A.T team. :disgust

Screaming 03-27-2007 07:52 AM

someone finked you out.

BOSS1 03-27-2007 08:12 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by NikKay (Post 12149750)
I have been dealing one night a week at a local poker game for over a year now. It's a good, clean, fun game. There is a decent sized group of regulars and every tournament has at least 45 entrants. I make decent money for the time I put in my one night and I love the game so I have a good time watching the game unfold and the different playing styles and just socializing with lovers of poker. The guy who runs it is a really good guy, very professional and friendly. This game occupies most of his waking hours and he's constantly looking for ways to enhance the player's experience and keep people coming back.

The game is set up in the warehouse portion of some office buildings. Rugs are down, the walls are painted different colors, there are Godfather-ish posters hung all around as well as a poster of the Madonna/Britney kiss, a 42-inch plasma for when games are on and a small stereo system. There's an office for keeping the chips, a safe, records, computer equipment, etc. Theres a lot of parking space and the game is nowhere near a residential area. The room is almost entirely soundproof from the outside and the door is large and metal.

So I'm at the game my usual night this past week. It's around 12:30AM and the tournament has already ended so we now have just 3 full cash tables running. I'm dealing at a table toward the back of the room. Out of nowhere comes a BANGBANGBANG on the metal door. Everyone looks around a little shaken and a few people mutter, "What the fuck?!?" BANGBANGBANG again and then one more time quickly for good measure. One of the dealers working a closer table gets up and slowly unlocks and opens the door a crack when...

the door gets throw open and in rush at least 10 S.W.A.T team members in full garb... all black ensemble, bullet proof helmets, googles, bullet proof vests... carrying very large guns with laser pointers aiming all around the room. They immediately start yelling, "Everyone on the floor! Put your hands on your head! This is a bust! Get down on the ground NOW!" And just as immediately at least 10 players jump up from their tables and take off running toward the back of the warehouse where it leads to the front offices and a few doors leading to the various parking lots. I personally immediately jump out of my dealer chair and lay on the concrete floor thinking, "There is no fucking way I am getting shot over this."

S.W.A.T is running all around the room, chasing the running players, screaming at everyone who isn't getting down fast enough or keeping their hands on the top of their heads properly. I am getting stepped on left and right. Then I hear the K9 unit busting in, dogs barking all over the place. After the dogs recede the leader of the whole bust comes in yelling at and instigating everyone. "Everything in here belongs to me now! Don't touch anything, don't say anything, don't fucking move. These S.W.A.T guys can get antsy, you know what I mean? If you have any weapons or anything in your pockets we need to know about you better tell us now. The money here belongs to me, the equipment here belongs to me and if any of you have a problem with that we can take you downtown to talk about it." The next sound is the sound of helicoptors swarming overhead.

I'm laying on the floor thinking, "You have got to be kidding me. Am I in a crack house right now? What the hell is going on here? Great, I am totally going to jail tonight and I probably can't get bailed out til' the morning and I'm going to be late for work and that hassle is the last thing I feel like dealing with right now." Meanwhile, I've got a S.W.A.T guy standing over me with a gun pointing all around me and he's probably checking out my ass while he's at it since I'm face down on the floor and all.

Eventually everyone gets to sit in chairs and everyone gets searched. I had no idea being searched was so perverted. This chick cop grabbed and shook both of my boobs and stuck her hand all up on my crotch. It probably didn't help that the shirt I was wearing said, "Homophobia is SO gay," but whatever, I've been groped before. Then everyone gets written a citation and given a court date and finally allowed to leave.

I've been charged with "Illegal Gambling." Which is, of course, not to be confused with LEGAL gambling such as the lottery, bingo and other such regulated and overtaxed gambling options. Actually, the law here is only against "games of chance where money or other things of value are bet" but the people who make these laws seem to think that poker is a game of chance just like craps or keno. This is aside from the question of whether or not these laws are even appropriate given the state's stake in other gambling ventures.

But we have to do what we can to save man from himself, right?

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Are you related to Yuriy foreman?

Fap 03-27-2007 08:29 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Rochard (Post 12149861)
That is so damn hot!

Need a picture of you getting fondled!

:1orglaugh :1orglaugh :1orglaugh

RedShoe 03-27-2007 08:36 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by NikKay (Post 12149750)
This chick cop grabbed and shook both of my boobs and stuck her hand all up on my crotch.

ON your crotch? Not interested.
IN your crotch? VERY interested, (yes need to see pics of "evidence" and proof). In your crotch I think you "got something to take to the D.A." (I dunno... they say it on CSI sometimes)

NikKay 03-27-2007 11:18 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by BOSS1 (Post 12154825)
Are you related to Yuriy foreman?

No, but I am related to Jimmy Foreman. :pimp


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