Of K-2 Magic...

Over at 260 Collingwood, Bobbs and I drew what I term my "2 most favouritest hands". A-6 and K-2 respectively. On the flop (2,9,6), Bobbs called me "all in" on what amounted to 4 shots of whiskey. Knowing that it was instant death, I contemplated folding. But with much bravado (and stupidity perhaps?), I kept my faith in K-2 and went all in with my dear friend. Alas, he got beat on the river. And he slept happily ever after...