I very nearly let my revulsion for losing get the better of me while engaging in a frenzied game of cards with a small group of friends earlier this evening. If it wasn't for one pal's cunningly phrased morsel of encouragement, I may or may not have taken a bite out of the card table.
Me: "Cuss! I cussin' hate this cussin' game! I'm gonna cussin' quit right now!"
Not Married Mike: "Settle down, Core. You're not doing as bad as you think."
Ken Not Kenny: "He's right! You just skyrocketed into second to last place!"
Me: "Really? I mean, damn straight, bitches! Bow to me!"