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I started playing poker in 4th grade, during rainy recesses we'd play for ur Matchbox cars.
By 5thgrade during the summers we'd tear apart the Life game for the wheel and I would run a casino on our front porch. Playing for Monopoly and Life money.
I loved poker and gambling while playing golf or any other games. It wasn't a game unless money was involved.
But my favorite, my truest passion in gambling, was going to the thoroughbred tracks, buying the tip sheets, handicapping the horses, betting and then watching hem run. Poetry in motion they are. Never got into he trotters too slow and too easily fixed, much easier than the thoroughbreds.
Every year around this time I get antsy to go back to the track, it's soon to be the king of all races the KENTUCKY DERBY. Hard to believe this will be the 9th consecutive year I will not have bet on it.
I don't miss the gambling but I miss the track and watching the horses run.....
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?"
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