When I lost my Ace-Queen pairs to the Ace-King pairs (together with perhaps a hundred bucks), I knew I should've just gone home and sleep instead.
But I'm glad I didn't. I am almost becoming the girl, and no longer one of the boys. Desperately clinging on to my spot.
And most of all, I'm glad I didn't, because I would've missed the greatest Queen act ever from my bro.
Like bro, like sis.
All mad one.
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