NewOnline tables: same degenerates, different couches

Degenerate Dealer presents

Your buddy is not a
tournament director.

He forgets who's coming, forgets the blinds, and swears he's up on the season. Degenerate Dealer invites the table, runs the clock and keeps the standings. With a filthy mouth on it.

Deal me in, 30 days freeThen $7.99/mo. Consider it Sal's tip. See what it does

Windows & macOS · works with the Wi-Fi off · guests play free

Level 1 demo · 60× · voice off
15:00
25 / 50 no ante

Next: 50 / 100

Blinds up. Move it.
Sal "Sleeves" Marchetti, the degenerate dealer, behind his rail. Green visor, cigar, fanning three cards. Click to poke him.
"Did we raise the blinds?" "I thought you were watching the timer" "Let's just finish this level." It ended 14 minutes ago. "Wait, who's actually coming Thursday?" "Whose big blind is it" "I'm definitely up on the season." He is ninth. "I never got the text" "Dave, what level are we on?" "Yes." "Did the computer just call me a degenerate?" It did.

It talks. Dirty.

The clock has a mouth on it.

The Dirty Poker Timer doesn't beep at you. A dealer's voice runs the whole night: it opens the game, it calls every raise, it sends you to the break. And the dealer has been drinking...... a lot! Fifty-nine recorded lines between two dealers, pulled from a shuffled bag so nobody hears the same one twice in a night. There's a mute key. You won't use it.

When the game starts

Alright, you beautiful bunch of degenerates! Grab your chips, shut your mouths, and try not to play like complete assholes. The blinds are live, the clock is running, and somebody's about to lose their money with pocket jacks. Shuffle up and deal, motherfuckers!”

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When the blinds go up

Blinds are up! Tighten your seat belts, loosen your wallets, and clench your assholes.”

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Twenty lines, shuffled fresh each night. Pull one and watch it leave the bag.
At the break

Break time, you filthy degenerates! Take a piss, grab a drink, and make it quick. The game clock is still fucking ticking.”

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The printed lines are a taste; the clips are the real recordings, straight out of the app.

Invites & RSVPs

Stop running the group chat.

Pick the night, pick the people, hit send. Invites go out by email, and by text to anyone who opted in. The answers land on your guest list.

Email invites, one tap to answer

Every invite goes out by email. Guests tap the link and say in, out or maybe. No account required.

A waitlist that fills itself

Table full? The next yes gets the chair the moment somebody folds.

Reminders it sends for you

A nudge on the day, and a heads-up if the night moves or gets called off.

Text invites, for the ones who want them

Players who switch texts on get the invite, and every reminder, by text too. Nobody gets a text they didn't ask for.

The Dirty Poker Timer

House rules, enforced by a machine.

A real desktop app for Windows and macOS. It can't be talked out of the blinds.

Zero drift, sleep-proof

Level forty lands on the second. Shut the lid and it catches up with one chime.

It writes the night

Stack, head count and bedtime in. Blinds, breaks and payouts out.

Big on the big screen

Throw the clock on the TV and keep running the game from the laptop.

Works with the Wi-Fi off

Runs all night offline. Syncs your structures and games when it can.

One hand on the keyboard

SpaceStart / pause
←→Previous / next level
↑↓Add or drop a minute
.Restart the level
FFullscreen
TTV view
AAlways on top
MMute
PPlayers & prizes
DSwitch dealers

House League · optional

Settle who's actually good.

Turn the regular game into a season. Or don't: a random Friday never has to hear the word "league".

Scoring your way

Beat-the-field by default. Top-heavy or money-only if your group insists.

Standings that keep themselves

Every night you run counts, walk-ins included. No spreadsheet.

A link for the group chat

Share the standings privately, so Dave can see it in writing.

Season wrap-up, with a crown

Close the season, crown the champ, deal the next one.

Online tables · new

Can't make it? Deal it online.

Same game, same people, different couches. A live Texas Hold'em table in the browser, with Sal dealing.

A real table, in the browser

Phone, tablet or laptop. Nothing to download: open the game and sit down.

Sal deals every hand

Everybody's face at their seat, and Sal behind the rail calling the blinds out loud.

Tournament or cash

Your game's blinds and rebuys, or sit down and buy in. Chips only, either way.

Trash talk, built in

A chat, eight reactions and a fish to throw at Dave. The results still count in the league.

See the online table Comes with the membership · players free

Head to head

Degenerate Dealer vs. your buddy Dave.

Dave has run your game for six years. He has never once known what level it is, or who's coming. This is not a fair fight, and Dave knows it.

The job Degenerate Dealer Your buddy Dave
Raises the blinds on time ✓ Every level, to the second When reminded. Loudly. By everyone.
Knows who's coming ✓ Every answer, plus a waitlist "Everyone, probably." Four people show up.
Knows what level it is ✓ Always. It's the whole job. Confidently wrong, with a story about why.
Keeps the season score ✓ Standings, updated every night Says he's up. He is ninth.
Announces the raise ✓ 59 recorded lines, two dealers. None of them polite. Says "blinds up" once, quietly, while eating.
Splits the prize pool ✓ Instantly, correctly, no debate Has a spreadsheet. On his phone. It's for a different game.
Takes nine minutes to fold ✗ Not applicable Every hand. Sometimes with a speech.
Runs the game when nobody can make it ✓ An online table, Sal dealing, chips only Says "let's all just download an app". Sends the wrong one.
What it costs you ✓ $7.99 a month Your Thursday nights, a case of beer, and your faith in people.

Meet the dealer

Anatomy of a degenerate.

Sal "Sleeves" Marchetti has dealt more hands than you've had hot dinners, and most of them were during dinner. He lives in the app. He does not leave. Read his résumé, if you have forty years.

The visor Regulation green. Shields his eyes from the glare of his own decisions. The stubble Stubble timestamp: Thursday. It is currently Saturday. The cards A-A-7. Not his hand, just what he's holding. Stop asking about it. The garter Hides nothing. Sal would like that on the record. The eyes Bloodshot since the 2 a.m. rebuy. Still sees your tell from the kitchen. The cigar Unlit indoors, obviously. Lit outdoors, allegedly. The bow tie Loosened at 11:40 p.m. sharp. Never before. He has standards. The tip jar Four chips. Sal is aware that none of them are yours.

Word from the table

The regulars weigh in

"It raised the blinds while I was in the kitchen. Nobody waited for me. Betrayal. Ten out of ten."

Big Randy
plays 8-4 offsuit, calls it "the Randy"

"Got a text that a seat opened up for Thursday. I have never moved that fast in my life. Not even for the buffet."

Denise
has never folded a flush draw in her life

"I'm last in the league and now there's a link that proves it. Forty dollars says I'm top three next season."

Marcus
has owed the table $40 since March

Composite regulars, invented for a laugh. Any resemblance to your Thursday game is entirely your problem. Dave declined to comment.

One plan, one price

Cheaper than the blind you're about to punt.

  • Invites and RSVPs for every game you host, by email and opt-in text, with waitlists and reminders
  • The Dirty Poker Timer for Windows and macOS, every sound pack included
  • Online tables for the nights nobody can make it, tournament or cash, chips only
  • House League standings, if your group wants them
  • Your guests pay nothing. Playing is free, forever
  • Every new tool we ship. Same price, no upcharge
  • Cancel in one click. We're degenerates, not monsters
  • The first 30 days are free. Run a real game night on it before you pay a cent
Deal me in, 30 days freeThen $7.99/mo. Consider it Sal's tip.

30 days free, one per person and per card, then $7.99 USD per month, billed monthly. Your card goes in at the start and is first charged when the trial ends, unless you cancel before then. Cancel any time and it runs to the end of the month you paid for.

Out of the back room

What shipped, and what's next.

All of it in the same subscription. One progress bar is still aspirational.

Game invites: RSVPs, waitlists, reminders, texts Shipped
House League: season standings and a crown Shipped. We stopped arguing
The Ledger: buy-ins, rebuys, and who owes who Shipped
Sally: a second dealer, booked per game or switched mid-game Shipped. Sal is sulking
Online tables: tournament or cash in the browser, Sal dealing Shipped. Pants optional
Dealer Voices: record your own blind-up calls Legally reviewing them

Sal answers

Do my guests need an account, or have to pay?

No and no. They answer from the link in their invite. A free account is only for players who want invites by text.

Do I have to run a league?

No. Schedule a random Friday and nobody hears the word "season". The league is there when your group wants one.

Can we play when we can't get together?

Yes. Book the game online and everybody plays from their own couch on a live table in the browser, with Sal dealing. Chips only, players free. See the online table.

Do I need internet to run a game?

No. The timer is a desktop app with every sound built in. Sign in once, then run the night in airplane mode if you like.

What if my laptop goes to sleep mid-tournament?

It wakes up on the right level with the right time left, and plays one chime, not a backlog of alarms.

Why is Sal like this?

Sal has been dealing since seven and nobody has tipped. He isn't rude, he's tired. He is also a drawing, which he'd prefer you didn't bring up.

Is this for real-money games?

It's software for running a game night. What you and your friends do around the table is between you and your local law. Play nice, and pay Marcus his forty dollars back.

Is there a free trial?

30 days, one per person and per card. Your card goes in at the start and nothing is charged until the trial ends. We email you before that first charge, and if you cancel before it, you pay nothing.

Can I cancel?

One click, from your account page. It keeps working to the end of the month you paid for, or to the end of your free trial.

Somebody has to run the night. It shouldn't be you.

Invites out, clock running, standings kept. Hand the job to Sal and get back in the hand.

Deal me in, 30 days freeThen $7.99/mo. Consider it Sal's tip.