Before I'd let Fifi play Scrabble, I talked Jim into joining our group occasionally. Jim's the GI Joe type, if you know what I mean. Blue eyes, broad shoulders, slim hips, muscles that really fill out a shirt. I think he used to be an international spy or something when he was younger. I figured he'd be nice to look at even if he couldn't play all that well.
Guess who now has a higher ranking than Julie and guess who's still at the bottom? I'll give you a hint: it's a good thing Jim has a sweet personality, because nobody likes a showoff.
I'm beginning to get an inferiority complex.
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