Um, yeah. I have to kick the hubby off the computer if he's had a few too many beers, because his game just crumbles and he plays waaaayyy too recklessly. This is usually his reaction to my nagging--> Until I point out the bankroll... He is a pretty darn good player (I have learned a lot from watching him), but not after a few too many!
Plus there was that time at Ceasars Tahoe; we were playing Blackjack
for hours, winning our asses off and having a grand time (I noticed the pitt bosses hovering around, watching us from the corner of their eye, picking up the phone a time or two...it was funny). Of course the free ****tails were flowing the whole time and we were quite froggy. But I knew it was time to go when he started hitting on 17! Yeah, time to go back to the room at that point and play a different kind of "poker"....wink, wink.