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What’s it all about?  That’s the question isn’t it?  I sure as hell don’t know, and if you think you know, you’re kiddin’ yourself.

It’s just like ol’ buddy Tex told me just before we headed off into the Pacific on the U.S.S. Wobblycock, back in ’48.  He said, “Grampa, you gotta know when to hold ’em, and when to fold ’em.  Know when to walk away, and know when to knock that cheatin’ bastard on his arse.”

Tex was a hard man to play cards with.

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