"What the- Tom, what the hell are you doing at my house?" I said. Tom was, apparently, not ready to give me answers. He opened the passenger door and pulled me in, and then we set off into the night in his red hand-me-down Toyota. Once I convinced Tom to not go 30mph over the speed limit, I asked him what was going on. "Jesus, remind me to never play poker again," said Tom.
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That's not how it works!
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What, the fact that I answered to the OP? Surely I couldn't have typed all that before you posted, which would lead me to believe that no one posted yet, and the OP was still up for grabs.
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Very logical, my mistake