Last night was poker night at the house with Alex, Enrique, and Steve. We had first planned to go to Hooters for wings like we always do, but at eight the wind started to pick up. So in my usual sissy way I called everyone up to try to push our outing back to next weekend. But the guys still wanted to do something so they came to the house and we ordered out and played poker all night.
We must have looked like a bunch of middle-aged guys playing poker while listening to Benny Goodman. Had we any cigars to smoke, the picture would have been complete. But of course, being true as we always are to our fashion, we had no beer and instead downed glasses of coke and lemonade, and we played for no money lest one of us might have taken wagering and losing a dollar "too personally."
Good clean fun.
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