Saturday

I was in Gatlinburg as a teenager, and there was a magic convention in town, so I went to check it out. I stole a card, a playing card, from a vendor. It was a prop for a magic trick. The playing card had a woman with big breasts on the front. The woman was holding another card that was the five of diamonds, but that's for use in some magic trick. I figured that if I could steal a card from a magic trick vendor who was very familiar with palming things to make them appear to be gone, then that would make me enough of a magician to suit me for the rest of my life. Guy, sorry I stole your card.

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