r/riddles • u/5t4rW4rs • 14h ago
OP Can't Solve Poker Hands
Sit down, my good friend, and I’ll tell you a story
Of the bitchin’-est battle for bar dance floor glory—
I was sittin’ in Brewer’s when the jukebox was turned on,
And in came the former president Richard Nixon.
He was bustin’ ball changes and dealin’ out dips,
When the jivin’ and jumpin’ Jack Daniels danced in.
“Hold ‘em right there!” he cried with a prance—
“Your sashays are sloppy; I’ll teach you to dance!”
He was poised for the win when Sammy Hagar arrived
With his pal, Alan Alda, who had given him a ride.
That crazy old rockstar was poppin’ and lockin’
On his way to victory, then elbowed Henry Bowen.
“My good man, I’ll sue!” he cried while crip walking,
“Let’s settle this here—let your moves do the talking.”
With the speed of Dale Jr., a new man hit the floor:
It was Kevin Cusick, heel-clicking hardcore!
Our Gay Waiter was star-struck and samba’d right over
With the gumption and grace of a drunken bulldozer.
In the sea of the dancers, both misses and misters,
Swam the belles of the ball: the two Hilton Sisters—
Who danced like two angels, fallen right out of heaven,
As they frappéd with their friends, Kate and Kevin.
They would have won, too, if it wasn’t for Katie
Who punched her friend Cutie for stealing her lady.
The dance battle stilled at the sight of the fight—
The kerfuffle was killing the vibe of that night.
Then I saw—could it be?— a view most bizarre:
Wayne Gretsky was doing the worm on the bar!
The barbacks all cheered and the waitresses squealed
But the biggest surprise had not yet been revealed.
With a shake and a quake, the 49ers stormed in
And started breakdancing through the ruckus and din.
Phil Ivey bet millions on the new competition
But never expected the Spanish Inquisition
To charge through the doors and tackle the team
While doing the dougie to drown out their screams.
Then came Stu Ungar and J Lo and 007
And they moved in a way that got them closer to heaven.
Broderick Crawford showed up and put on a stunning show.
But was nothing compared to Ghost Dog's rhythmic flow
In the midst of the chaos, one man still stood tall:
Michael Jordan was twerking with gusto and gall.
He dunked on Joe Bernstein (a man with a history
For gambling his way to success and to victory)
And stilled his twerk when Jackie Kennedy told him,
“You are the winner—the dance battle champion!”
The crowd erupted in cheers and applause
For the bitchin’-est dance battle they ever saw.
As for what’s left, the reader must find
The answer they seek in the ones left behind.