Posted by Johnnymac 1:54 PM
I was sitting in church yesterday with my fiancee and as usual, at the end of the service the minister stood up to introduce new members of the church. One guy in particular was wearing a pink and red striped number with a big wide collar and three buttons unbuttoned to show a flash of his well-developed and hairless chest. His hair was perfectly teased and frosted and his face was darkly tanned like someone who knows the inside of a tanning booth. He was, in short, a quintessential tough guy in a pretty shirt.

"Easy money," I mumbled to myself when I saw this gentleman.

"Huh?" asked the fiancee.

"That guy, I can just look at him and tell he's someone I would like to play cards with. He looks like someone who could be worth a lot of money in the hands of a good poker player."

"You know him? You've played cards with him? Where?"

"No, I don't know him. I just mean he looks like someone who would think he's a better card player than he is. I like to play with guys like that."

"Oh... Well, you need to get a life and quit salivating over new church members."

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