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Ah, you're back to losing your shirt and underpants on the Texas Hold 'Em scene?

Jimmy, gambling your dole giro's against the law.

Same applies to your butter vouchers.
 
Ah, you're back to losing your shirt and underpants on the Texas Hold 'Em scene?

Jimmy, gambling your dole giro's against the law.

Same applies to your butter vouchers.
Mowl I can tell there's a lot I have to explain to you about that hand (which is just natural to me)

First of all, let's start with the values of each player's hands, and don't forget that the pot is raised pre-flop but neither of them have premium hands..

Daniel has:

9❤️ 10❤️

Lindgren has:

8 8

Daniel's hand is what's called "suited connectors", it's value is in that it makes more straights and flushes

Lindgren's hand is a medium "pocket pair", it's value is in making a "set", which is three-of-a-kind but better than trips, because it's disguised

Hope you're following so far..
 
tldr

Tiddlywinks is for the birds, Jimmy: get a proper job and contribute a few pounds to the state coffers, like a good little gnashionalist should.
 
tldr

Tiddlywinks is for the birds, Jimmy: get a proper job and contribute a few pounds to the state coffers, like a good little gnashionalist should.
You can do the math yourself, suited cards (two of the same suit) will make more flushes, connected cards (no gap in rank) will make more straights..

You can't make a set unless you start with a pocket pair
 
We Irish have a bad habit of begrudging our expats. I'd love to live in one of the Nordic countries and wouldn't begrudge anyone not having to endure this corrupt, rain-ridden kip of a country.

Ireland is to Europe what Craggy Island was to Ireland.
 
We Irish have a bad habit of begrudging our expats.

There's an even more special type of Irish begrudgery when it's directed at a working class boy from Dublin 10 who outwitted everyone else by choosing the one place that was on the absolute ascent when he chose to relocate at the precise right time in order to (a) maximize potential/profit AND (b) to dodge the oncoming Celtic Tiger years by deftly side-stepping the entire debacle and using hit-and-run tactics to extract as much moolah as possible to make his new life abroad as comfortable as possible.

Had the tiger never reared its head, would I have left anyway?
Fuck, yeah: Ireland was aback wards shithole as early as 1997 and things were clearly getting worse all the time.

I'd love to live in one of the Nordic countries and wouldn't begrudge anyone not having to endure this corrupt, rain-ridden kip of a country.

The initial years are the most difficult for any expat: finding a home, finding work, building a reputation, being part of the inner circles even if the language barrier was a difficulty to be met head-on. But once those things were settled and signed off on, establishing a private company and integrating into the local business world requires balletic skills, especially in a smaller nation like Finland with her own language and customs.

Having a beautiful Finnish wife helped a lot, and then divorcing from said wife left me in the driver's seat alone and hungry for more.
But it was the steps I took myself that gave me the most satisfaction: I made this life, this is all my own work.
I have nobody to thank because I asked nobody for help, I figured it all out myself, and to hell with the complexities.

That takes balls.

Sitting on your arse in Dublin playing online tiddlywinks (hiya A AN4 ) while the country's swirling down the u-bend doesn't.

Just ask Jimmy.

Ireland is to Europe what Craggy Island was to Ireland.

Yeah, but I laughed even louder at Ireland when she collapsed into the sewers.

Your African "More Irish than you!" BFF and professional poker player, Tyrone O'Fogarty, can confirm everything I'm saying is accurate..

As it happens, yes: he is of far more value to Ireland than you'll ever be.

He has a few kids, so he's populating the island with an Afro/French/Irish future.
He works and pays his taxes, unlike you on the dole for the last twenty-seven years.
He loves his country, loves his county, loves his hometown and is very active in the community.

You, meanwhile, sit on your arse moanin' and cribbin' all day, soaking up the tax-payer's money, living like a leech, and having zero to contribute to anything.

I have no idea who Antrim O'Grogarty is, Jim.

Nor do I care.
 
There's an even more special type of Irish begrudgery when it's directed at a working class boy from Dublin 10 who outwitted everyone else by choosing the one place that was on the absolute ascent when he chose to relocate at the precise right time in order to (a) maximize potential/profit AND (b) to dodge the oncoming Celtic Tiger years by deftly side-stepping the entire debacle and using hit-and-run tactics to extract as much moolah as possible to make his new life abroad as comfortable as possible.

Had the tiger never reared its head, would I have left anyway?
Fuck, yeah: Ireland was aback wards shithole as early as 1997 and things were clearly getting worse all the time.



The initial years are the most difficult for any expat: finding a home, finding work, building a reputation, being part of the inner circles even if the language barrier was a difficulty to be met head-on. But once those things were settled and signed off on, establishing a private company and integrating into the local business world requires balletic skills, especially in a smaller nation like Finland with her own language and customs.

Having a beautiful Finnish wife helped a lot, and then divorcing from said wife left me in the driver's seat alone and hungry for more.
But it was the steps I took myself that gave me the most satisfaction: I made this life, this is all my own work.
I have nobody to thank because I asked nobody for help, I figured it all out myself, and to hell with the complexities.

That takes balls.

Sitting on your arse in Dublin playing online tiddlywinks (hiya A AN4 ) while the country's swirling down the u-bend doesn't.

Just ask Jimmy.



Yeah, but I laughed even louder at Ireland when she collapsed into the sewers.
As it happens, yes: he is of far more value to Ireland than you'll ever be.
You said he's "more Irish" than I'll ever be..

He has a few kids, so he's populating the island with an Afro/French/Irish future.
He works and pays his taxes, unlike you on the dole for the last twenty-seven years.
He loves his country, loves his county, loves his hometown and is very active in the community.

You, meanwhile, sit on your arse moanin' and cribbin' all day, soaking up the tax-payer's money, living like a leech, and having zero to contribute to anything.

I have no idea who Antrim O'Grogarty is, Jim.

Nor do I care.
 
The northernmost snake species in the world. Are these lethal enough to kill a human without timely medical intervention?



 
They very well could be if you're deep in the wilds without anti-serum.

That said, I've never seen a snake in all the years I've been here, but I have seen many of them in the lakes of Uppsala, north of Stockholm. My Swedish lover's granddad tackled them and took them out onto the lake in a box and tossed them back in. They were a sort of greenish/brownish shade of scales, very pretty.

But apparently also rather poisonous.
 
They very well could be if you're deep in the wilds without anti-serum.

That said, I've never seen a snake in all the years I've been here, but I have seen many of them in the lakes of Uppsala, north of Stockholm.
My Swedish lover's granddad
Why does dis sound 'ilarious 🤣

tackled them and took them out onto the lake in a box and tossed them back in. They were a sort of greenish/brownish shade of scales, very pretty.

But apparently also rather poisonous.
 
Snakes are interesting in that they literally influenced our biological evolution, including vision. Humans have an uncanny ability to spot snakes. The more ancient regions of our brains are hardwired to spot them within milliseconds.




I didn't see any of them until her granddad went into the rushes after them.

I saw them when they in the box, ready to go back home.

Why does dis sound 'ilarious 🤣

Because you have a thing about grannies?

Like this wan:

 
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