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He replies, “I’m wearing my lucky sweater. My wife knitted it for me.”

A few plays later, and still, he keeps winning.

Now, everyone accuses him of cheating.

“What’s up your sleeve?”, they demand.

He pulls up his sleeves, but there is nothing there.

Shaking their heads in disbelief , they continue the game.

The very next hand, the old man plays an Ace of Spades for the win.

The room angrily erupts upon seeing this and yells, “That f*cking cardigan!”