Keyword is badly. So how warped was the cue that I played? It was to a point that it can't even roll. Was I able to play with it? Yes, was I able to pocket ball, yes. Did it affect some of my shots? Definitely. Not sure why someone would go for a "badly warped cue if there were others that are available for use. Now let's have another question, have you played with no tips? Broken ferrule? Did you pocket balls? Did it affect your shot?
The great Scotty Townsend bet a bar owner that he could beat him playing with a limb off a tree out in the parking lot. Scotty whittled on that tree limb for over a day then won over seventeen hundred dollars with it. That is the low end of what I heard, I didn't get the story straight from Scotty so hard to say. I did hear seventeen-fifty as the lowest number bet and that Scotty carved on the limb over a two day period. I did find a tree limb in a bar once, no idea if it was the same one.
I have played with all kinds of things, even tried a bar stool with a swivel seat. Never again. It was a big heavy bar stool and it almost took a finger off when it turned. We didn't have much control and it was obvious that we were going to start a war. The lady managing the biker bar said no more bar stools!I have played a handful of times with handles that unscrewed and entire mops and brooms.
I had made a nice small score in a bar one night when somebody challenged me to play with a house cue with no tip as the spot. It had a soft plastic ferrule that soon went away and then the stick started breaking chunks off. When it got down a little ways eight or ten inch splinters/chunks started breaking off and the owner shut down our activities when people around us went to bitching. I was breaking with that cue and all and it was about a foot shorter when I was made to stop using it as a safety issue. It was mostly breaking off an inch and a half or two inches at a time and these pieces were hitting people all around the table, even some distance away!
The worst thing I ever played with was an industrial mop. Like a lot of these stories it was in a biker bar. The wringer on the mop bucket had broken months before and the lady that had to clean up had just bought one of the little lightweight sponge mops to mop the floor. When the guy I was playing with found the mop it had been soaking in the filthy water for a few months. Vile doesn't begin to describe the smell. That mop and bucket qualified as a superfund site and there were some pretty large things swimming in that bucket. I'm pretty sure some of the things in that bucket were unknown life forms!
The very wet head on that mop was slinging the soup from the bucket everywhere and even the bikers were complaining about the smell. This mop had a huge handle, probably an inch and a half diameter or more. The head probably weighed fifteen pounds or more when we started. The bet was modest and my main goal was not to get any of that water on me, not even my boots! Unavoidable to walk in the mess slung on the floor and a little of the stuff got on my blue jeans.
I learned the trick was to get that mop head swinging and then time the hit with the swing of the mop head. The only other choice was to wait minutes while the swing got small and one stroke it.
All of the crazy things I played with were the other person's idea and usually we both played with the same or similar things. I always won more than I lost playing with all of the odd things so I was always game to give it a try. With the brooms and lightweight mops it was even possible to get a little spin on the cue ball. We tried chalk, it helped. then I cut a crosshatch into the end of a rounded mop handle and chalked that. With a little thought and a lot of chalk it was possible to put all kinds of draw and spin on the cue ball. Far behind a leather tip with chalk but better than I expected.