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Packratmike Senior Member
since 2001-02-25
Posts 632California, USA 
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lesson learned I got my first black eye in a poker game one hot summer afternoon in Illinois. I was roy rogers and I caught billy the kid dealing aces to himself from the bottom of the deck, so I called him out by using the most vile and dirty word a 7-year-old roy rogers would dare use while mother was within earshot. “Cheater!!!” I angrily yelled. “I saw what you did¸ you cheater!!!” without hesitation he smacked me a good one in the eye. he then stole the marbles from the pot and made his escape down the porch stairs hopped onto his bike and rode off into the blinding afternoon sun my screams of pain brought mother to my side to tend to an already swollen eye. that eye would soon display countless shades of purple, red and yellow. the colors would change and blend the swelling would grow and subside for the next couple of weeks. my embarrassment and anger would stay with me much longer if by chance I’d meet billy the kid today I’d shake his hand, thank him and then let that 7-year-old roy rogers smack him a good one in the eye. I would remind him “Cheater!!!” lesson learned |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Hah! I was so worried that you were going to hug his neck and say "I love and forgive you." Heh.Heh ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
so great to read you again Mike! ...live and learn hard as they say  enjoyed this  take care! ~d Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Loved it - at least you didn't "shoot" one another!!! I'm sure the urge was there after he busted you though ... heh, heh j. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
reminds me of a marble game I had with a larger boy when I was young...I didn't want him to walk away with all the marbles because I thought he had cheated...next thing you know we were fighting over a few marbles...james |
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