Yeah, if you ever wondered while holding a cue ball in your hand that its size is little different from other balls, then your instincts were right.
Yet, despite this, whenever someone at a bar asks me to play against them or be their partner, I’m like sure, yeah, I’m totally in. I mean, I’m having a good time, I’m in a good mood, so I sort of tipsily swagger over to the cue rack on the wall and pretend to be sizing them up.
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