The most fun I ever had playing pool was a session with Danny Medina. He was a stranger when he came in the place, spent about thirty minutes trying to talk me into taking a ride with him when we were done and we were friends. We laughed and talked nonstop for hours except when the other person was down on a shot. Some people play with a lot of talk, some never say a word. I pretty much style myself after the other player. The only time I get annoyed is when they are obviously waiting until you start your practice strokes to start talking.
While there is a time to shut up I hate rules about every little thing like that. There is always one more thing not covered in the rules anyway. Never saw a rule against a woman flashing. One of the damnedest dresses I ever saw appeared homemade and while it was kinda scoop necked it wasn't as low cut as many dresses are. Thing is, if she was facing your way when she bent over to shoot you would be looking down her top and see she wasn't wearing bra or panties! Fortunately I was made of strong stuff and she still lost.
One of the funniest things was when my wife and I were out with one of her friends and a lady pro came in the bar. This wasn't one of the gay ladies but for some reason I don't recall my wife's friend thought she was. Talk about shark time! The pro could just ease up behind N and touch the hair on her arm and have her jump three feet straight up! Once T started sharking like that I don't think N made three balls. If she couldn't see T in front of her she couldn't make a straight in shot!
Generally I am pretty quiet during tournament play, I am just as happy talking in a long gambling match. We aren't in a church during services.
Hu