Sorting Cards

There was music filtering in from the stereo in the main room. The brothers were being after school rowdy, making noise, wrestling and what ever else it is they do out there. We were sitting on the bed sorting the playing cards, trying to find a set. There had to be at least 6 different kinds in one ziploc bag. We just wanted to play some rummy or something. Go Fish even, because well none of us could remember how many cards you got with that.
"Man some of these cards aren't even playing cards, how in the hell do you expect us to get a set."
"Yeah i know, my brothers toss them around n shit."
"This Joker is all bent up so we can't use that, everyone will know its the joker."
"Yeah thanks for pointing that out."
The sun was setting in the window. My room was in the attic so i had the best windows with the best light.