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When it's late at night, tourney is close to wrapping up, your buddy has been talking about how π₯π₯ he's been throwing. but "...if it wasn't for his blind draw partner he would have dominated". But little did he know you watched him play and like Maury Povich, you determined, that was a lie. So you set the bait with a simple, "Hey Brosif, I'm going to grab a beer, want one?", just when he looked up with glee in his eye and said "Hell yea" you simply reply "Coo let's play for it, loser buys". He quickly looks down at his phone, hoping is wife is asking if he won yet and what excuse he has tonight. But, to his surprise it was Monday and Bachlorette started and she gave no Fs where he was. With no bail move and 48 ounces of liquid courage he accepts the call out for his man hood. After 6 short rounds, multiple excuses about how he sat too long and would have won if his new bags would have come in time. You simply turn to him and say "Pay Up" feeling like a King.