Veneno, the Godess of Poker
Damn. Heads up. Second match. She beat me playing well the first one. First hand. Flop xx9. I bet, she raises, I push. I say "Got a 9 Veneno", she calls. K9 vs J9. I am WAYYY ahead. Until the J falls on the turn. Damn!
A travel through the warped mind of Waffles as he tries not to go any more insane playing poker.