<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/Clint2_zpseedf516a.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_u">Clint "Cowboy" Forge</span></span><br/><span class="bbc_u">Location</span>Phil's Poker Porker Room<br/><span class="bbc_u">Date &amp; Time</span>- April 15th 8pm<br/><span class="bbc_u">Tag</span>- Open<br/><hr/><hr/><br/><br/><div align="center">(http://i1171.photobucket.com/albums/r554/onilobo1/pokerroom_zps33d24ced.jpg)<br/><br/><em>Phil's Poker Porker Room - A small town poker room hidden behind a BBQ joint a bit out of the city. The place attracts locals and semi-pros, new players are screened to make sure they are not cops or looking to put an end. No weapons are allowed inside except for the guards at the door. </em></div><br/>Clint was enjoying some ribs at Phil's the BBQ pit he loved to eat. Phil's was great for two reasons, 1- Their ribs were the best in the state. 2- Those who knew about it, played poker in one of the side rooms. The stakes were low, 250 buy in, house took a percentage the rest was split between the top 3. It was a good way to come out with a couple grand if you were lucky and Clint tended to get lucky since he would roll with Jamie or Blair. He had called the girls out to join him, if they had the money they could come play or one could just play distraction as a flirt. No big shots came around, typically it was middle aged men who wanted to get a game in, but that didn't meant they wouldn't be distracted by a scantily clad beauty like Blair and/or Jamie.<br/><br/>Unsure if either would show up, Clint continued enjoying his meal before the game was scheduled to begin.