My Inner Monologue.

"Sorry brother, you where playing with marked cards. Your dice where loaded to lose."

"He's right you know, boy. The odds set against you, you did your best. Not your fault you lost."

"Well I think you deserved all you got, you unrespectful wretch ."

"Yeah, thats why we don't ask you, bugger off girl."

"humph! well i'll go then!"

"Me no like her"

"None of us do"

"She mean"

"Yes love she is, now leave it."

Thanks guys you're great.