So the Golden Weasel and the Brawn have been on a gaming kick lately. Today they were playing Star Munchkin when I got back from the store.
I lean over the Brawn's shoulder and loudly whisper, "don't let her see that you got that third ace."
The Weasel gives me A Look...but not before glancing at her brother's cards, just to make sure he didn't have that third ace.
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