Chewin in the Chung

Poker report for Friday, Sept. 17:

Aaron lost NT$12,000,000 and was subsequently sold into indentured servitude for a period of seven years.
Brett drank a whopping three glasses of vodka & cranberry juice. He then stripped naked, climbed onto the roof and screamed "Elephant Pickle! Elephant Pickle!", while doing what I believe was 'The Hustle'.
Kevin finally expressed his feelings for Dean. The scene was quite touching, but Ryan got a little jealous.
AJ didn't bring enough beer, ended up drinking a bunch of mine, then used his foot-bottle-opener to rob a 7-11 on the way home.
Tyler kept running his mouth (like he always does), and I had to body-slam him. Afterwards, his weeping and sniffling got pretty aggravating as the night wore on. But he promised to try to be quieter.
John's new found faith as a disciple of Scientology is fine, but his lecturing us on temperance and referring to himself as 'Travoltacruise' took some getting used to.
Karl, as usual, won everyone's money, is not the slightest bit hungover this morning, and still has the largest penis.