The bruise was big, vivid and colorful -

The bruise was big, vivid and colorful - like an oil spll in a puddle. "What is this?" "What does it look like?" Fine... "Who was it?" "Any lucky guess?"

nobody, I mean nobody was as good as little leroy. I paid him handsomely for his skills. I don't care what my hubbie says. Little Leroy was the best crystal ball juggler in the

whole house. When I needed my crystal balls juggled, I would go to Little Leroy before even thinking about asking my husband. This, of course, caused some marital issues.

But what's a little incest between grown adults? Especially when not related to one another! Juggling his crystal balls, I departed from the house to find a more secretive place

to stash my tarot cards, just knowing he would come after them in an act of vengeance. I spied a small wooden hut with a rosebush just a little to the left. Quickly, I decided to

bury the cards under the rose bush. But it started to rain and I could do nothing about it. Soon the bush started growing until it reached the roof of the barn. And lo and behold

I was looking smackdab into a full house - sevens full of tens. I could barely contain my excitement. My neighbor said he thought he smelled

a dirty rat. "Your hands ain't so clean" I told Bugsy. What a mistake. His goons dropped their cards & grabbed their heaters. Bugsy said "Take the Grifter out back & give'm lead

minatures and couple of 20-sided dice!" The goons and I were forced to play Oubliettes and Ogres in the basement. After a 12 hour marathon session, I gave in. Bugsy would be GM.