A nice thing someone said about me

I was playing in a game in a public casino where everybody knew everybody, except for this one guy who didn’t know anybody. I had not spoken for a very long time, and this occasionally causes people to talk about me like I’m not there. This was one of those times. The stranger was talking about me, and he was not saying nice things. After ribbing me in soliloquy for a few minutes, one of my buddies spoke up.

“Give it a rest. He never bothered you.”

“But he does bother me,” said my taunter. “Would it kill him to say thank you when I say nice hand after he sucks out on me like a total donk yet again?”

And my defender said, “All I know is, if you got a problem with Tommy, then you got a problem.”
 

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