For some reason, I dreamed that my wife and I were playing cards with two young men. This is particularly odd because we don't play cards and even gave away our card table the other day.
When it came time to start the game, I encouraged one of the men to cut the cards. Instead of doing that physically, he decided to visit a Web site: cutthecards.com
Just for the record, there is no such site ... undoubtedly, because it's a stupid idea conceived in a dream state.
Perhaps I dreamed about this as a result of seeing a PBS program about American comedy that included a feature about the great Harpo Marx. In one of the film clips, he's in a saloon and a couple of guys at a card table tell him to cut the cards. Which Harpo does, all right ... with a hatchet.
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gonna update with my cardtable picture? huh? huh???
[by the way, the captcha to leave this comment is "fathw". i wonder who hw is and how fat he actually is as well]
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