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here is your squidger

Here is your squidger The object is to pop a wink Try to get it inside a cup Or smash your opponent, go for their pink. My grandsons looked at me as if I had sprung a head. Come on! I urged them. Before we have to go to bed. I think they may be too old, my daughter suggested. You never know, until they are tested. I had to demonstrate a time or two. Luckily, I have been popping winks since nineteen sixty-two. In September I plan to go Vienna’s Tiddly Winks Championship. Annual Tiddly Winks competition, yes, because I am that hip!

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