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About 20 years ago there was a tourney held to raise money for a car accident victim. I didn't know all the details, just knew it was a one day thing, and was offered 50 bucks to come and call it. How do you say no to something like this? It was a friend of a friend thing, but I agreed. It started at 9 a.m. We had 5 minute halftimes, 5 minutes between games, and a 30 minute break at noon. The rest of the time, we were playing. It ended around 10 p.m. They were so grateful they gave me 80 bucks instead of 50.
No claims about positioning, hustle, or anything else.
I did have a pulse at the end.
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I swear, Gus, you'd argue with a possum.
It'd be easier than arguing with you, Woodrow.
Lonesome Dove
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