Building A Fake House Of Cards

(We’re playing card games at a friend’s house. I’m ready to attempt a victory when he plays a card that completely ruins my hand.)

Me: *fake angry* “I was ready to win!”

Friend: “I know! That’s why I played that card. And I looked REALLY HANDSOME while I did it. When you tell this story, can I be on a horse?”

(And then he rode off into the sunset, gorgeous locks flowing luxuriously in the wind.)