Promethium Fuel Station 2026-03-03 #2

The air was cool, the promethium pumps were running hot, The Ace was high and Jacks were wild. 

The faux fools of the Imperial Flush were dealt 9 Card Stud, it looked like the Dirty Jacks only had 3-pair, but they had a Stimmer up their sleave

There was only so much liquid credits to be had, so both sides tried to siphon as much as they could and almost let the other be. 

The Ace broke the ice, bingoing bobby between the rungs of 2 ladders, but bobby bounced as he plunged from two stories up. Ready to draw a bead on Four and Six with his Stubcannon, until the two lowest cards in the deck decided fold rather than go bust, and shuffled off.

Wild Jack went looking for a mind to flay, but instead caught the backswing of a power axe which left him out cold in one blow. 

In the end the big beefy boys had bagged enough bank to placate their saint, but the killer clowns snatched the last hand, and left with one extra barrel.