Grasping the full meaning of cards

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You had to be there. But you would never be, unless you were a member of small elite that has been playing cards together for some 25 years. In our world, Cards is more than just cards. It is the rarest of delicacies; a fine wine that keeps improving with age; a profoundly gratifying, almost ritualistic event. We are a group of 40-something middle class white males that likes to get together once or twice a year and stay up late talking shit, getting fucked up, and... yes, playing some cards. Anybody who has a problem with that can kiss our ass.

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This page contains a single entry by Professor B published on May 8, 2005 10:58 AM.

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