It seems poker is one of the few things Jeff and his friends have managed to maintain amid lives otherwise littered with broken marriages, failed relationships, lost jobs and crumbling businesses. As the gang gathers for the latest game, it's obvious that each player arrives with more than the usual baggage. Besides, they promised me a toaster and free checking. It will be the lack of money. You know how insurance companies are.
Poker starts out innocently enough with the usual quotient of drinking, farting and lying.
That is, until Hooba runs out of cash and antes his one-dollar Lotto Ticket to stay in the game. To accomplish this, he enlists the aide of a high tech assault rifle complete with sniper scope, silencer and a mind of it's own. Jacks or better to open, trips or better to win. With this much at stake, paranoia and suspicion run rampant. Wayne, go ahead and piss and let's get out of here.