|He told her to beat that, . . .
||[May. 29th, 2015|12:31 pm]
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
. . . so she laid down the twenty-nine of spades and rolled away cartwheeling on the grass and cackling hysterically. Later she apologized for the cackling but not for the cartwheels or the game-wrecking 29 of spades.