Here's a high-octane treat we're hoping sweetens your weekend. We just dropped $1,200 playing 6-way pot-limit Omaha high and are pretty far down in the dumps (not that far, we're still up over $700, but man that hand was a bad beat... stupid river Ace cracking my Queen set). Anyhow, this clip has sure cheered us up. As the man who sent it to us, Mr. Gribbon, explains, "Check this out and tell me watching it is not like shotgunning a can of Red Bull." He's not far off. Sound all the way up, friends.

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