Some one from the lobby recently IM'd me and asked probably the most important question about our league.......
What is a Kinkster?
A Kinster is more than just a person who plays pino in the Kinky league,... but how do I explain that to a stranger?
What words do I use to explain how it is possible that a group of people from many different places, many different situations,many differnt lifestyles, trials and tribulations, outlooks, beliefs, upbringings, tax brackets, managed to come together and become a family?
Could they ever really comprehend from the outside how we feel so safe to tease and torment each other, to laugh with each other, worry for one another, and truly care?
How could I ever convince them that somehow somewhere along the way it becomes a lot less about cards and winning and a lot more about bringing a smile to a friend and being together?
Is it possible to answer what is a Kinkster with words when the answer lives in my heart?
Probably not, so I simply smiled and said.....maybe one day you will be lucky enough to find out !
LETS HAVE A KINKY CHRISTMAS
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'Twas 2 nights before Christmas, when all through the lounge
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse looking to scrounge;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that the TD soon would be there;
The Kinksters were nestled all snug at their tables,
While visions of aces danced for all who were able;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Smiled knowingly when our p spelled out nap,
When out in the lobby there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the table to see what was the matter.
Away to the masses I flew like a flash,
Only to see yet another wavi clash.
I returned to my table in time to see
My p toss a meld bid of a nice 53,
I studied my cards and with very lil fear,
Knowing my p had those pinos so dear,
I threw out an 80, heck this I can do,
Imagine my face when my p�s meld was 2 !
I don�t have to tell ya, of course we went set,
But it�s double elim so I don�t have to fret;
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney the TD came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of cards he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filed all of yahoo with unloppy cards; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, from the table he rose;
He sprang to his league page, to report all the winnings,
And came back with pairings all the time singing.
I heard him exclaim when the tables were right,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."
BE KIND......................................BE KINKY
