Boyz Poker Night

There's something inherently cool about boys' night in... kickin' back, talkin' smack, drinking a few beers, eating waaaaaayyy too much guy food (chips, brats, chili... you get the idea), and usually we get around to playing a few hands of poker.

I wouldn't call our group old-school, but we started playing before the Texas Hold 'Em craze started. I wouldn't call it a tight-knit group, but we all get along and always have a good time. We've all got our own family, but when it's poker night, it's truly just the boys. Sometimes there are females around, but they never stay. I guess they don't like the thick cloud of cigar smoke, the sight of one-too-many spilled beers**, or the stench that invariably results from a little too much chili. Nope, it's not that the women are unwelcome. It's just that if they hang around, they need to understand up front that we're going to bask in all of our glorious, unrefined, belching (or worse), crass, foul-mouthed manhood, and there are few women who are willing to tolerate our primitive demeanor. And that, my friends, is what's so special about the boys' night in.

**Don't worry ladies, we clean our own messes when we're done. We're men, not chauvinist pigs.