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Famous poker players I've urinated next to

The list is updated!

The rules are thus. I cannot expressly follow a poker player into the bathroom to urinate next to them, but if they are in there, even if it is a huge toilet and it is empty, I will always pick the urinal next to them, no matter how awkward this is!

Neil Channing
John Duthie
Ben Roberts
Freddie Deeb
'Downtown' Chad Brown

I cannot confirm or deny if Chad lives up to his nickname...

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