Saturday, July 18, 2009
Day 3
2 pm - we're finally up, getting pretty, and all that Jazz. Entered in the scoresheets, looking at the stats. It's still freaking cold in here. Need to get some pants on, get on out to feed ourselves, and then find our partner for more spades playing. 3 games behind is the closest the Remix has been since 11-8. They need to press the advantage. Kick 'em while they're down.
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Michael Lee Smith dislikes this.
Why are there never any pants? And wouldn't Smiff *like* that there were no pants?
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