Slippery people (1 Viewer)

Doesn’t sound like these slippery people are gonna see you through. :sneaky:

The Talking Heads got it from Shakespeare:

. . . . Sextus Pompeius
Hath given the dare to Caesar and commands
The empire of the sea. Our slippery people,
Whose love is never linked to the deserver
Till his deserts are past, begin to throw
Pompey the Great and all his dignities
Upon his son, who—high in name and power,
Higher than both in blood and life—stands up
For the main soldier, whose quality, going on,
The sides o’ th’ world may danger. Much is breeding
Which, like the courser’s hair, hath yet but life,
And not a serpent’s poison.
 
The Talking Heads got it from Shakespeare:

. . . . Sextus Pompeius
Hath given the dare to Caesar and commands
The empire of the sea. Our slippery people,
Whose love is never linked to the deserver
Till his deserts are past, begin to throw
Pompey the Great and all his dignities
Upon his son, who—high in name and power,
Higher than both in blood and life—stands up
For the main soldier, whose quality, going on,
The sides o’ th’ world may danger. Much is breeding
Which, like the courser’s hair, hath yet but life,
And not a serpent’s poison.
There, art though not happy?

Sorry, wrong Shakespeare play. Lord Capulet has been living under my roof for the last couple months.
 
The Talking Heads got it from Shakespeare:

. . . . Sextus Pompeius
Hath given the dare to Caesar and commands
The empire of the sea. Our slippery people,
Whose love is never linked to the deserver
Till his deserts are past, begin to throw
Pompey the Great and all his dignities
Upon his son, who—high in name and power,
Higher than both in blood and life—stands up
For the main soldier, whose quality, going on,
The sides o’ th’ world may danger. Much is breeding
Which, like the courser’s hair, hath yet but life,
And not a serpent’s poison.
I think it was actually Biggus Dickus
 
The Talking Heads got it from Shakespeare:

. . . . Sextus Pompeius
Hath given the dare to Caesar and commands
The empire of the sea. Our slippery people,
Whose love is never linked to the deserver
Till his deserts are past, begin to throw
Pompey the Great and all his dignities
Upon his son, who—high in name and power,
Higher than both in blood and life—stands up
For the main soldier, whose quality, going on,
The sides o’ th’ world may danger. Much is breeding
Which, like the courser’s hair, hath yet but life,
And not a serpent’s poison.
I haven’t listened to that album, apparently.
 
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I live in NYC where home games and underground games are thriving in the absence of local casino poker rooms (which may change in the coming years!). We struggle with a lot of aggressive player poaching. This is a common story but a raked game runner played in one of our home game groups for a bit and pulled a ton of players even though he was allowed to play under the contingency of no-poaching; he pleaded that really just wanted a game to play in himself. Yes, an amateur move on our part.
 
Sally sounds like someone who shouldn't be exposed to your player pool.
 

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