Yeah, poor ol' Kamal-toe ... she would never be able to play poker with that kind of an obvious tell. Every time she cackles, EVERYONE knows what she's desperately thinking - "Damn, busted again ... what the hell do I say, now?! Where's Willie when I need him?"

The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted. ~ D.H. Lawrence