Shatna
SOINT PLUT!
And I mean literally. My last hand was a straight flush, so I figured I was safe betting the last thing of value I had on me. No go. She beat me fair and square and now has contracted my heart to an organ bank in Cleveland, which is impatiently waiting for me to croak.
I wouldn't mind so much I guess if she didn't call me every few hours and say stuff like "have a cigarette, dear" or "looking both ways before crossing is so passe, don't you think?"
I sure learned my lesson.
I wouldn't mind so much I guess if she didn't call me every few hours and say stuff like "have a cigarette, dear" or "looking both ways before crossing is so passe, don't you think?"
I sure learned my lesson.