My Mom came from a very large family in Cape Breton. They were
particularly enamored of two things. Liquor and playing card games. We learned
early. As soon as we could hold a full hand, we were in the game. But Mom
insisted that you gamble with your own money. And if you tried to reneg on a
card, the hand came down swiftly. Also, if you started saying something
inappropriate, there was a quick kick to your shin delivered under the table.
One time, she went to deliver one of those to me. She struck out. And my ten
year old cousin Wayne yelled out "Ow!". She then began to laugh
hysterically, until she put her head on the table and peed herself a little.
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