Ok, so I am a huge poker fan. The regular game I play in is with about 6 or 7 of my good friends. I had a couple nicknames already from poker. The first was "Deuces" because one of my favorite hands in poker is pocket deuces and whenever I get it I seem to win. The other nickname I had was "Two Pair" because whenever I had two pair in a game I usually ended up getting sucked out on and losing. So one night we are playing and someone had invited a friend over to play. He thought he was the best poker player in the world. So a little ways into the game I get dealt pocket deuces. Pre-flop bets go out and I just limp in. He decides to be a big shot and make a pot size raise, to which almost everyone calls. I call as well. The flop comes out 2-2-Ace and I see his eyes light up. I also see everyone else at the table's eyes light up because they see two 2's on the table and know that if I'm still in the hand that there is about to be trouble for someone, so obviously everyone checks except the new guy who doesn't know my nickname is "deuces". He puts out another pot sized bet and everyone else folds. I take my time and act like I am on a straight draw and finally decide to call. The turn is a 10, no help to either of us. The river is a queen and I have a disappointed look on my face, as if I missed my straight. He proceeds to tell me that its a shame I wasted all that money when his hand was good the whole time and pushes all in and since I am pretty committed I call. He proudly flips over his pocket aces giving him a full house and asks me what I have. I just look up at him and say, "all i have is two pair".... he stands up and starts shouting about how good he is and that he dominated me with his full house and starts to rake his chips in. Another person at the table says that the hand isn't over because I needed to show my hand. I grab my cards, flip them over and say, "I only have 2 pair, deuces and deuces". He is obviously confused as to why I am raking in the chips now and stands there for about a minute before his face turns beet red, he grabs his jacket and heads for the door to leave. He opens the door, stops and turns around and looks right at me and yells,"THAT SON OF A!!!!" and storms out the door. We had to stop the game for about 5 minutes so everyone could stop laughing.
thatsonofa has been my nickname ever since.
