When the cards were dealt into two piles, Wilson turned his top card and placed it face-up on the table. He nodded to me, so I did the same. Both cards bore an identical picture of an ant, and I automatically started to shout, 'Sna…' before W silenced me with a look.
'That's the difference between Snap! and pANTS! you see, New Dad — if the cards are the same, you say nothing.'
We continued to take turns placing the cards on the table until W suddenly shouted, 'pANTS!' so loudly and unexpectedly that I dropped the rest of my cards.
'When the two top cards are different,' he explained, scooping up all the cards in play, 'That's when you call!'
'Both cards look the same to me!' I protested.
'Ahhh,' he replied, 'That's because you don't really know ants like I do!' He indicated a minute difference in the abdomens of each ant. 'Pavement ant… Argentine ant. Very similar, to a beginner. I win!'
He turned another card, and the game continued…
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