People/Gambling
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| Poker Game | |
| Issues | |
| Night of Sex | |
| Clowns | |
| Gambling | |
| Reconciliation | |
| Humiliation | |
| Chased | |
| Periods | |
| Hotel Room | |
“I’ve got twenty on that belligerent bitch,” Job exclaims hastily to his mates. Job, Bono, and Pogo were at their weekly ritual gathering of Fear Factor. None of them cared for the show too much, but it was an excuse to get together, drink beer, gamble, and drink beer.
Their system worked something like this. Fear Factor has 6 contestants at the beginning of the show; 3 are men and 3 are women. In the first round, they always eliminate one guy and one girl from the show, leaving an even 2/2 for the next two rounds. Bets can only be placed on once per contestant. If the bet’s for a woman, the odds are 2.5:1 and if it’s for a guy the odds are 2:1. Their cap was usually a $50 bet.
This was a typical night where it was just the three guys playing; in these cases there was always one of the final four contestants that didn’t any backing. If that contestant wins, the night is a draw.
“Dammit you fuck… I wanted her.” Pogo liked to bet on the ladies because they always came out with something to prove. He’s also slow on calling out his bet. Normally he wouldn’t mind missing first calls on the girl, but the other female contestant, Janice Brunsewick, looks pretty and has that nice-girl, i’m-just-here-to-have-fun attitude. They never win.
“Fine, I’ll take fuckin Fuck Face.” Fuck Face was a thin, black man with that constant constipation facial expression. He’s got an ego greater than the Fanz, but Pogo knows he’s no real contestant.
Bono was the first to make his mark. He placed 40 bucks on Terry Greenswald. Bono never bet on the ladies. He’s a womanizer; he knows it; he loves it. Instead he typically puts his money on the hottest guy, which was usually the best built.
One week both Pogo and Job intentionally singled out the guys so that Bono would have to call on one of the woman. Ironically he won that week. It was the first and last time he ever bet on a female.
It was the beginning of the second round. This was Fear Factor’s traditional oh-my-god-i-wanna-throw-up-you-sick-fucks round; this time was no different. In front of the contestants were a huge container of frog eggs and a pitcher of snake blood. The object was to suck the frog eggs outs out of the container and spit them into a tall drinking glass. Once it was filled a quarter of the way, they would pour the snake blood into the rest of the glass and drink it. This was Fear Factor’s recipe for bubble tea. Janice didn’t make it.
Job went into the kitchen to get some more beers for the boys. They were drinking Pyramid Ale… not the usual, but it’s all that was in the fridge. Tonight was going to be a good night.
