TDP- The Card Game

With the cards all laid out on the table, the weasel, Danny makes a play.  He seems hesitant as he pushes forward two large stacks of chips.  He’s bluffing, even though in his mind, he’s got the winning hand.  I sit for a moment, pretending to ponder my next play.  A bolt of lightning flashes outside, but there is no thunder.  I push up my chips to call.  As Danny falls dead onto the table, his hand, three jacks and two kings, a full house, lands smoothly on the green felt in front of him.  I’ve been needing to get that done for months.


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