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[Paphitis]

I was literally gutted. I learned that no matter how much you may try, emotion gets you. Plus the system I was using on the black jack table where you would double your bet after each losing hand is ok but no matter what the probabilities, the time will come where you will lose 11 hands in a row, and when that happens, you”re stuffed.

Blackjack is not too hard Paphitis because probability-wise your cards are favorable every 4th or 5th round, so from your very first win count to the 4th hand and double your bet.

Then bet peanuts for the next three rounds and double up again on the 4th… and so forth.

I walked away with a profit from a blackjack table many times using this technique. All other card games are a waste of money.

Here are the steps:

When you first start playing keep betting the minimum amount until you actually win and then...

Start counting:

Round #1: Bet minimum

Round #2: Bet minimum

Round #3: Bet minimum

Round #4: Bet maximum

If you win on the 4th round repeat the cycle above, and if not bet maximum again in round #5.

Repeat the above again...

That’s what I thought too Get Real. Actually it’s an easy game to strategise.

My system, after extensive research was to bet the minimum on the first hand. If you win, keep betting the minimum and win small. Always double on an ace or a 10 or picture only if the dealer had a shit card which for me was a 7 or under. Maybe an 8 or under. If you win bet the minimum again and again and again, then when you lose a hand, double your money. If you win, go back to the minimum. And keep going. When you lose the next hand, double. If you lose again, double that bet to recoup losses. Statistically speaking it should stop there and it does 9 times out of 10. But when the stars align and you lose again, you double that too. All of a sudden you are laying $200 on the table. Lose that and the next bet is $400. Lose that and the next bet is 800. Then it’s up to the table naximum.

It just wasn’t meant to get there.

Before you know it you are 2k in the red.

Oh and I also fancied my card counting abilities. I knew how many aces, kings, queens, jacks, tens and nines were in a shoe and I developed a card counting technique, for the amount remaining for those cards in the shoe as the game progressed. So I played the probabilities and thought I was clever.

But not clever enough. It actually worked for a while as described in the text book. But one fateful night, my luck ran out.

There were either 8 or 10 decks not 2. But it is possible to card counting. You just count down the number of aces, kinks, queens, jacks, tens and nines. You don’t count the other cards.

Forget card counting on a 6-8 deck shoe used in Las Vegas , because the dealer puts all the cards just played back in the back of the shoe.

Oh, one more thing, the house does not pay 2 to 1 any longer on blackjacks in Vegas. Most likely to be 3to2.

If you are playing one on one with the dealer on a single deck, you have some control, but if you are on a table with 6 players and a shoe is used and the guy just before you hits a 17 because the dealer is showing a 8, 9, 10 or a face card, then you are fucked if you have 11 and have also doubled down because the asshole is going to get your 10 or the face card.

Err no. They can only put the dead cards in the stacker. Once dealt, they are dead.

You can’t put them back in the shoe. That’s real dirty.

The dealer cuts the shoe twice. Once in the middle or close enough and the other cut towards the back of the shoe. The cut the second cut in a spot where the cards may run out or not permit a full table hand.

If the suspect card counting, the arseholes cut more forward from the back so you can’t reap the full benefit of your skill. They also change dealers more regularly when the house is on a losing streak. And it’s usually a very attractive female.

They also shout you more drinks. If you are serious about it, alcohol and gambling don’t mix well.

Rule number one: if you are gonna gamble big, stick to the lemonades. You need every bit of your faculties to beat the system. The dealer will always be sober.

You are talking about the system where the dead cards are thrown into the self shuffling machine where the dealer does what you have stated, but that takes time and the casinos do not want to waste time, so they just add the dead cards to the back of the shoe.

Yes but in those days when I was a regular, there were no self shuffling machines. The next shoe was shuffled by hand. Shuffled 3 times over. Wherever the firmest cutting card fell meant that player made the first cut in the middle of the shoe. The second cutting card was for the dealer to cut towards the back of the shoe. If the house was having a bad run, and it would happen, the dealer will cut more forward to throw the table.

Watching the dealers shuffle was entertaining in itself. Very nifty they are. Trained assassins.

The house has many trucks at its disposal, if you drink, you make their job easier.

The dealers never added the cards at the back of the shoe in Australia. If they did, I would be out. I wouldn’t play. That’s a cunt act.

[Paphitis]

The last time I walked into a casino was 2 years ago after a sim session in Melbourne and only because my sim partner who just got employed and lives in Brisbane wanted a night out.

We mainly just stuck to the beers. Had a minor flutter on roulette for a bit of fun. That’s not my game.

I forgot my phone at the table, got back to my hotel when I realised it. Called the casino. To my relief they said they found my photo and told me to come back. They looked at their surveillance and cameras. Ascertained that it was mine, and bought my phone to me. That was nice. They do have rules, policies and procedures.

I remember that my sim partner got an earful from my wife that night. She tried calling me about 10 times and thought it was odd I wasn’t answering her. She then called my hotel chasing me up. I was in the shot with her.

I could never live that one down as my sim partner was giving me shit for a long time after that. He thought it was funny.

My wife thought I was fooling about or something had happened to me. I’m not one to put such a thing past me and she knows it too.

[Kikapu]

The last time I walked into a casino was 2 years ago after a sim session in Melbourne and only because my sim partner who just got employed and lives in Brisbane wanted a night out.

We mainly just stuck to the beers. Had a minor flutter on roulette for a bit of fun. That’s not my game.

I forgot my phone at the table, got back to my hotel when I realised it. Called the casino. To my relief they said they found my photo and told me to come back. They looked at their surveillance and cameras. Ascertained that it was mine, and bought my phone to me. That was nice. They do have rules, policies and procedures.

I remember that my sim partner got an earful from my wife that night. She tried calling me about 10 times and thought it was odd I wasn’t answering her. She then called my hotel chasing me up. I was in the shot with her.

I could never live that one down as my sim partner was giving me shit for a long time after that. He thought it was funny.

My wife thought I was fooling about or something had happened to me. I’m not one to put such a thing past me and she knows it too.

Explain why your sim partner got an earful from your wife again?

I take it was a female sim partner.

[Paphitis]

Btw, just another worthless bit of information. My old man was always know or called “O Pahotis”. Never in a derigatory sense. Always affectionately called that.

All his friends would call him that. He was always well liked because he was kind and happy no matter what.

That’s why I adopted it in this forum. I’m definitely not worthy of his nickname. I just adopted it because of my Dad.

He was a very special person, I really don’t think there are many like him. He was a very well liked man. And selfless and sacrificing.

Stubborn too and passionate.

Btw Get Real, he hated America much like you. Had arguments with him and one day I pissed him off so much he belted me a couple. He always said America was the destruction of Cyprus or words to that effect.

But he lived Australia very much. To him Australia was paradise.

The irony is that he once told me he could have ended up in America. I asked him once, why didn’t you and he said it was just pure chance. I was intent on going to either Australia, Canada or America he said. Why I ended up in Australia was merely because the next boat from Limassol was going to Australia. He said at the time, “yep, that’ll do me”

[Paphitis]

The last time I walked into a casino was 2 years ago after a sim session in Melbourne and only because my sim partner who just got employed and lives in Brisbane wanted a night out.

We mainly just stuck to the beers. Had a minor flutter on roulette for a bit of fun. That’s not my game.

I forgot my phone at the table, got back to my hotel when I realised it. Called the casino. To my relief they said they found my photo and told me to come back. They looked at their surveillance and cameras. Ascertained that it was mine, and bought my phone to me. That was nice. They do have rules, policies and procedures.

I remember that my sim partner got an earful from my wife that night. She tried calling me about 10 times and thought it was odd I wasn’t answering her. She then called my hotel chasing me up. I was in the shot with her.

I could never live that one down as my sim partner was giving me shit for a long time after that. He thought it was funny.

My wife thought I was fooling about or something had happened to me. I’m not one to put such a thing past me and she knows it too.

Explain why your sim partner got an earful from your wife again?

I take it was a female sim partner.

My wife knows me too well.

When she found out I was at the casino, the first thing she asked is “what’s the damage”?

I told her the damage was beers and a few dollars on roulette plus an iPhone.

Her issue was mainly that she couldn’t get in contact. She would never have guessed that I was at the Casino and lost my phone. I call her every day when I’m not with her.

When she contacted the hotel the reception gave my colleagues number and that is when she established contact. When he answered, first question was “where’s my husband?”

He was like erm, he’s fine. We both had too much to drink after a hard day and we are trying to get his phone back. What the hell is he doing there? You friggin pricks have a 6 am flight in the morning and it’s 2 am. Yadiyadiyah.

My friend said don’t worry. Our bags are packed and we will be in the Qantas lounge soon. She wasn’t impressed.

[Kikapu]

The last time I walked into a casino was 2 years ago after a sim session in Melbourne and only because my sim partner who just got employed and lives in Brisbane wanted a night out.

We mainly just stuck to the beers. Had a minor flutter on roulette for a bit of fun. That’s not my game.

I forgot my phone at the table, got back to my hotel when I realised it. Called the casino. To my relief they said they found my photo and told me to come back. They looked at their surveillance and cameras. Ascertained that it was mine, and bought my phone to me. That was nice. They do have rules, policies and procedures.

I remember that my sim partner got an earful from my wife that night. She tried calling me about 10 times and thought it was odd I wasn’t answering her. She then called my hotel chasing me up. I was in the shot with her.

I could never live that one down as my sim partner was giving me shit for a long time after that. He thought it was funny.

My wife thought I was fooling about or something had happened to me. I’m not one to put such a thing past me and she knows it too.

Explain why your sim partner got an earful from your wife again?

I take it was a female sim partner.

My wife knows me too well.

When she found out I was at the casino, the first thing she asked is “what’s the damage”?

I told her the damage was beers and a few dollars on roulette plus an iPhone.

Her issue was mainly that she couldn’t get in contact. She would never have guessed that I was at the Casino and lost my phone. I call her every day when I’m not with her.

When she contacted the hotel the reception gave my colleagues number and that is when she established contact. When he answered, first question was “where’s my husband?”

He was like erm, he’s fine. We both had too much to drink after a hard day and we are trying to get his phone back. What the hell is he doing there? You friggin pricks have a 6 am flight in the morning and it’s 2 am. Yadiyadiyah.

My friend said don’t worry. Our bags are packed and we will be in the Qantas lounge soon. She wasn’t impressed.

[Paphitis]

The last time I walked into a casino was 2 years ago after a sim session in Melbourne and only because my sim partner who just got employed and lives in Brisbane wanted a night out.

We mainly just stuck to the beers. Had a minor flutter on roulette for a bit of fun. That’s not my game.

I forgot my phone at the table, got back to my hotel when I realised it. Called the casino. To my relief they said they found my photo and told me to come back. They looked at their surveillance and cameras. Ascertained that it was mine, and bought my phone to me. That was nice. They do have rules, policies and procedures.

I remember that my sim partner got an earful from my wife that night. She tried calling me about 10 times and thought it was odd I wasn’t answering her. She then called my hotel chasing me up. I was in the shot with her.

I could never live that one down as my sim partner was giving me shit for a long time after that. He thought it was funny.

My wife thought I was fooling about or something had happened to me. I’m not one to put such a thing past me and she knows it too.

Explain why your sim partner got an earful from your wife again?

I take it was a female sim partner.

My wife knows me too well.

When she found out I was at the casino, the first thing she asked is “what’s the damage”?

I told her the damage was beers and a few dollars on roulette plus an iPhone.

Her issue was mainly that she couldn’t get in contact. She would never have guessed that I was at the Casino and lost my phone. I call her every day when I’m not with her.

When she contacted the hotel the reception gave my colleagues number and that is when she established contact. When he answered, first question was “where’s my husband?”

He was like erm, he’s fine. We both had too much to drink after a hard day and we are trying to get his phone back. What the hell is he doing there? You friggin pricks have a 6 am flight in the morning and it’s 2 am. Yadiyadiyah.

My friend said don’t worry. Our bags are packed and we will be in the Qantas lounge soon. She wasn’t impressed.

He’s getting married soon as well and I’m going to his wedding. Sucker! Now it’s payback!

[Kikapu]

The last time I walked into a casino was 2 years ago after a sim session in Melbourne and only because my sim partner who just got employed and lives in Brisbane wanted a night out.

We mainly just stuck to the beers. Had a minor flutter on roulette for a bit of fun. That’s not my game.

I forgot my phone at the table, got back to my hotel when I realised it. Called the casino. To my relief they said they found my photo and told me to come back. They looked at their surveillance and cameras. Ascertained that it was mine, and bought my phone to me. That was nice. They do have rules, policies and procedures.

I remember that my sim partner got an earful from my wife that night. She tried calling me about 10 times and thought it was odd I wasn’t answering her. She then called my hotel chasing me up. I was in the shot with her.

I could never live that one down as my sim partner was giving me shit for a long time after that. He thought it was funny.

My wife thought I was fooling about or something had happened to me. I’m not one to put such a thing past me and she knows it too.

Explain why your sim partner got an earful from your wife again?

I take it was a female sim partner.

My wife knows me too well.

When she found out I was at the casino, the first thing she asked is “what’s the damage”?

I told her the damage was beers and a few dollars on roulette plus an iPhone.

Her issue was mainly that she couldn’t get in contact. She would never have guessed that I was at the Casino and lost my phone. I call her every day when I’m not with her.

When she contacted the hotel the reception gave my colleagues number and that is when she established contact. When he answered, first question was “where’s my husband?”

He was like erm, he’s fine. We both had too much to drink after a hard day and we are trying to get his phone back. What the hell is he doing there? You friggin pricks have a 6 am flight in the morning and it’s 2 am. Yadiyadiyah.

My friend said don’t worry. Our bags are packed and we will be in the Qantas lounge soon. She wasn’t impressed.

He’s getting married soon as well and I’m going to his wedding. Sucker! Now it’s payback!

Next time his wife will call you when she can’t reach him by phone and say “you pricks” to you.

[miltiades]

It's obviously clear that no forum member states Paphitis take on Trump being the President for the next 4 years.
I doubt if he himself really believed that this idiotic fake President would have been able to overturn Biden's win.
I have a feeling that Trump will cause more problems leading to civil disobedience in the once greatest nation on earth, after Cyprus of course. I shall be glad to see the back of this self proclaimed....billionaire whose debts apparen5ly far exceed his assets. I wonder if Paphitis , another self proclaimed , this time millionaire, was influenced by his idol Trump.
I'm so happy not being a multimillionaire with heavy debts hanging over me. I own outright what I have , and consider my self the happiest man on earth.

[Kikapu]

I am just curious whether Paphitis has made any donations to Trump’s so called “legal expenses” since the election for him to try to steal the election from Biden?

If so, he’s got taken much like the rest of his supporters since the money is mostly diverted for other purposes, including Trump lining his pockets with millions of dollars.

Trump even fucks his own supporters, but his supporters seems to love everything about Trump including all his lies, being a racist, being a pussy grabber, steps on the constitution and democracy, supporting white supremacy, cheating and stealing from others with fake universities, great friends with dictators around the world, responsible for thousands of Covid-19 deaths, fucking the country’s, and yes, getting fucked directly by him also.