Blackjack KewlJ

KJ writes to AQ: Yet somehow, you "salute" Rob Singer. Where is the vomiting emoji?

Tater says: Try licking another hairy ass.

 

KJ writes: I have directed Mr. Shackleford to this post, as this should be a line crossed that he will not tolerate. It is my hope that he will then stop protecting and enabling you.

Tater says: KJ the rat strikes again. Now you've done it Mdawg. You will probably get sent to the Principals office. And maybe even have to take a note home to your parents.

 

Bbwwaaahhhh, cats are feudin strong now, boy, comin over the top withg the racial invective and all, hey hey.

 

My enjoyment out of this is watching and giggling over the true weakness that kew radiates here and of course, everywhere on the internet. Imagine what a conflicted, twisted little life he has for real after having front row seats to his repeated meltdowns and whining to admins everywhere! Does anyone think wizard even gives a shit what this twit sends his way?

Stop embarrassing yourself with this worrying about how other much more successful people than you look compared to poor kew. You'd fare better on these forums by just talking about the hand jobs you and baby bro give each other

 

MickyCrimm writes: KJocchio, do you ever prove any of the claims you make?

Taters says: Let's go with one word sentences that begin and end with No for $500 Alex.

 

MickeyCrimm writes to KJ: March 1st was five years since I had a drink, bitch. You're just a shit talking IDIOT. You don't give a fuck about people being on the wrong side of the math. You just give a fuck about trashing people you hold a grudge against. YOU HAVE NO CREDIBILITY. REPEAT. YOU HAVE NO FUCKING CREDIBILITY. YOU'RE THE LAUGHING STOCK OF THE GAMBLING FORUMS. CAN'T BACK YOUR OWN FUCKING WORDS UP, LOSER. NOW GO LICK SOME HAIRY ASS.

Tater says: MC Hammer at his best.

 

Unlike the UNKewl one who had to post exactly where he lives and all the particulars about himself,

as I said, UNLIKE the UNKewl one,

 

In the time it took the UNKewl one to post more speculative nonsense, doxxing himself, but inspiring me to insult him further, I cleared another five figures at the tables....

And again, that's the difference between the UNKewl one and me.

 

Rob Singer writes: This is just too funny. Kew is getting castrated here, he's being destroyed on GF, and if he checks with wizard he'll find that his recent message to him BEGGING Shack to badmouth MDawg on WoV while admitting he's in some kind of cahoots with the dawg, is being laughed at like watching fags with lithps jumping to their deaths.

Tater: Bomsthawaaaay!

Would you like thoup or thalad?

I will have thoup.

 

Speaking of cats and lisp and licking ass. He was almost married once years ago. But he had a lisp so bad he went to a Doctor. The Doc said "you must first think of what you want to say and then speak very slowly."

He went back for follow up visit. The Doc said, "you are doing so well, I assume you will be getting married soon."

He replied, "oh no, Doctor it's over between us."

Doc asks, why, what happened?

Well Doctor, (read slowly) last night we were over at her house watching TV and sitting on the sofa. I noticed the ca-cat was pla-playing with the ba-balls on the c-curtain. So I said, "honey, that is what you can do when we get ma-married.

But by the time I got it said the cat was licking his ass

 

KJ writes: Furthermore, Mike broke a promise to me about protecting identities of AP's. He had previously said that was a line that couldn't be crossed. And while it wasn't done on his forum, he continues to allow, enable and protect the person that did so. Two people actually as Moses has repeated this information numerous times.

Tater says: if you are going to call someone out be damn sure of what you're talking about. The info is not much. This is what happens when you lie and deceive. Just another little turd with a big mouth.

 

The UNKewl one declares “I am eligible to ‘post again’ in a few days without doing anything but will not be doing so” but, as usual, will backslide on his resolve. He will post again at WOV as soon as he is able (sooner - actually - he continues to make routine “guest appearances” as different sock puppets).

And of course it’s that UNKewl high school dropout math and English that fail to comprehend both that few equals 3 and that 3 days and 3 weeks (which is about how much longer the UNKewl one will be WOV suspended) are not the same.

 

KJ writes: And then 2 months later, 3 months later, you showed up at my building. How stupid are you?

Tater says: Flat out didn't happen. How much do you want to bet? Liar. Poor poor KJ. ALWAYS the victim.

 

This of course all is representative of what weakness is all about. This puny poor excuse of a "man" who operates out of some shithole "high rise condo" that's filled with a plethora of LV failed gambling addicts, has zero ability to ever do what he says he's gonna do.

And why is that? Because whenever posts that peg him to a tee show up he goes into panic mode, feeling the instant need to write essays that never seem to satisfy. After all, someone who constantly needs to "set the concocted record straight" is never able to convince people who know how to think for themselves.

And don't think kew doesn't read and squirm over the posts over here and elsewhere. He's used to taking it right between the eyes....

 

KJ writes: I don't know exactly what you bet, but I know it is not the levels you claim.

Tater says: How would anyone know what I bet? Let alone some halfwit twit from Vegas. FTR, I bet $2200 a game before covid. Dropped back to $1100 after covid. I played 95% green chip tables and 5% $50 and black before KJ or his groupies ratted me out.

How much do you want to bet on those levels I claim?

A very serious matter. Are casinos leaking private information?

 

KJ writes: All I was saying is that if I did want to out you, I wouldn't need to travel to Reno to do so.

Tater asks. How so?

 

So I gotta wonder who it was what show up to the kewl-J condo lookin to cause the ruckus, hey hey????

 

Kew, being the "Man About Town" in LV that he's talked himself into believing he is, is delusional enuf to think that he just may be the "Man About Nevada" as well. Sort of like graduating from Mayor of LV to the Governor.

As such, within his pretend world he is able to gather any gambling information he wants, on any player he chooses.

What this poor little fella does is concoct scenarios about those who call him out for the true phony he is. You've pegged him here, so in order to keep whatever sanity he may have remaining he has no choice but to make up how he wants Tater's life to be. Similarly at VCT, he's concocted this bizarre existence for yours truly, simply because he knows I know what a farce he really is.

You hit him in the nuts, and he GOES nuts!

 

That might be an essay worth reading.

 

Rob writes: You hit him in the nuts, and he GOES nuts!

Tater says: if he is a guy.