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Way, way back in the days of old in the Wild, Wild West. Men would gather in the saloons-drinking their whisky playing cards and putting their luck to the test. Well one night Slim Whiskers and the Gambler played poker all through the night. The kitty was building up-gold & silver, cash, spurs, ranch deeds – oh what a sight! The people in the saloon, including Josie the high steppin’ saloon call gal, gathered round the table to share the excitement and suspense. Those cards kept getting dealt-the kitty increased the suspense was intense. All the other players sitting round the table too, cowpokes mostly,Roudy,Poker Face,Hoss,Curly, and little Joe had dropped out of the game- lost their pokes to the kitty oh what a shame! It was left to Old Slim Whiskers and the gambler, a stranger with no name. He was dressed up all neat in a hat, tie, white starched shirt, and a fancy Easterner’s suit. Right down to his well trimmed mustache, the expensive Cheroot and custom made boots.  As last Slim called the gambler’s hand, it was the high light of the game! When Slim found out the Gambler had been cheating-he rose up accused out loud, the Gambler rose up too-but when the hidden ace was found- the  gambler pulled a small derringer but Slim  was faster and with his six gun shot him dead, the card they later found on the body read James Charles Harkington II from San Francisco from a wealthy family it proclaimed. Moral to the story is:if you’re not fast enough at switching cards-cheating, you better not play. ‘Cause if you’re found out and caught-it will
be the very last thing you do on that fateful day!

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On 11/29/2022 at 11:07 AM, Liu.An said:

Way, way back in the days of old in the Wild, Wild West. Men would gather in the saloons-drinking their whisky playing cards and putting their luck to the test. Well one night Slim Whiskers and the Gambler played poker all through the night. The kitty was building up-gold & silver, cash, spurs, ranch deeds – oh what a sight! The people in the saloon, including Josie the high steppin’ saloon call gal, gathered round the table to share the excitement and suspense. Those cards kept getting dealt-the kitty increased the suspense was intense. All the other players sitting round the table too, cowpokes mostly,Roudy,Poker Face,Hoss,Curly, and little Joe had dropped out of the game- lost their pokes to the kitty oh what a shame! It was left to Old Slim Whiskers and the gambler, a stranger with no name. He was dressed up all neat in a hat, tie, white starched shirt, and a fancy Easterner’s suit. Right down to his well trimmed mustache, the expensive Cheroot and custom made boots.  As last Slim called the gambler’s hand, it was the high light of the game! When Slim found out the Gambler had been cheating-he rose up accused out loud, the Gambler rose up too-but when the hidden ace was found- the  gambler pulled a small derringer but Slim  was faster and with his six gun shot him dead, the card they later found on the body read James Charles Harkington II from San Francisco from a wealthy family it proclaimed. Moral to the story is:if you’re not fast enough at switching cards-cheating, you better not play. ‘Cause if you’re found out and caught-it will
be the very last thing you do on that fateful day!


Crazy story! 

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