An old buddy of mine, I'll call him Cloyce just to give him a name, really wanted to play cards. "Come on, Marty, we can play two handed Euchre," he said.
"I don't think so, Cloyce."
"Why not? It'll be fun," he insisted.
I responded, "Not now, man, I got a lot on my mind. I can't deal with cards today."
Would you believe Cloyce hasn't asked me to play since?
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