I love it when we play Tarot (the game, not the fraud of a quackery of a sham that is fortune-telling tarot) with Dad and he gets all sorts of messages and signals from the way we play and is surprised when one of us makes a really good move. And then plays stupidly.
The thing is, none of what we are "signaling" is actually intended. We just have no idea what we're doing.
Well, a bit.
It's just funny to see his face when something he doesn't expect happens.
The thing is, none of what we are "signaling" is actually intended. We just have no idea what we're doing.
Well, a bit.
It's just funny to see his face when something he doesn't expect happens.
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