Sweet Rolls: 0-3, Two lives remaining! Close match. He played like the GM he is...
b1-66er: And you had...
... Not quite sweet enough rolls.
SR: PR 6.1 me, 2.1 him
b1: Lordy.
At least you're not on the "Lose in 5 Years"
plan.
SR: My "luck factor" in the 3 matches: -5.0, -3.2, -4.5
b1: When I first read that, I thought it said
fuck factor
Shows what's happened to MY mind.
SR: Rough interpretation is # of points won due to luck in 13-point match.
But I've been outplayed all three matches, so no gripes
b1: GOOD MAN, SWEET ROLLS!
SR: My odds of winning the tournament now must be around my odds of death by vending machine.
b1: Time for a Kit Kat!
SR: Huh, it's in one of those old cigarette-style pull machines...oh well
b1: If you're creative enough...
... There are MULTIPLE ways to die by vending machine.
(and that's not even including the Yakuza.)
