And collect your prize. There are a couple of you who haven't PMed me your address. Just so you know, you only have 'till the twelfth of never to collect. Then, because I can't handle rejection very well, I'll come to your house and cut your tires...that is, when they let me handle sharp objects...
Good morning, Smitty. How's this? Do you like to read? If so, how would you like a copy of my book for the next time you're in a Madrid jail? With my compliments, of course.
Keep it incarcerated. Alfie
Merry Christmas, to you as well, PT. Since I'm as broke as the ten commandments, would you please settle for a copy of my book...with my compliments. If so, please PM me your address. For, you obviously know the value of nice words.
Best regards. Alfie
Nice words, seige.
I do consider a compliment from you akin to "Praise from Cesar". All in all, playing all games, you are the most talented guy I've met. Keep me apprised of your activities on the table.
Keep it talented. Alfie
Jack "smoothe stroke" Potter
All I need, sir, is her address. I would love to send her one with my compliments. She is, after all, married to a man who I consider a true best friend. One of the past, but one, nevertheless.
Keep in touch. Alf
I shouldn't force someone to go looking for my thread so i have copied the names of the winners.
18.magix...19.backplaying...22. Oldzilla...26.beetle...
31. Sloppy pockets...28. Paulie b...65. Punter...66. Dmyles
76. Poolcuemaster...75. Jss
now, come on guys. Read the book, don't just use it...
And to all of my other azb friends. I wish you all could have won.
It's time to draw the winners. I have cut up 79 little pieces of paper and put them in a box to draw from.
I found the original post with your numbers back on page four, dated 12-11. If i was bill porter i would know how to...
Thanks david
Hackers got me and everyone on my email list. I won't get into name calling but me thinkest this hacker probably shares a bed with his mom.
Alfie
Hackers got into my email and sent a letter to everyone in my address book saying I was mugged in England. An obvious scam. If they knew how people, in general, feel about me, they wouldn't waste their time.
Seriously though, if any of you were pestered with this, I apologize.
Keep it honest. Alfie
I was asked to repost my book givaway offer to let people who missed it know, but without Bill Porter behind me, I don't know how to do it. I posted it on the 11th, if that helps. I'm drawing the winners Christmas morning. Good luck and
keep it nice. Alfie
The reason it is better to say "yes" than "no" is if you are nodding "yes" and your head falls off you can catch it. Shake it "No" and it falls off it will roll off your shoulders. Fats, you should know that.
If there are any of my AZB friends out there who would like to enter the drawing for my book and haven't registered, Christmas is around the corner. I posted it on December 11th, if that will help you locate it. Good luck and happy holidays.
Keep it Christmasy. Alfie
Thank God...in the sincerest form
For the man who doesn't seem to leave my corner. Professor Porter did us both a favor when he opted for the straight life instead of hustling. His "booklearnin'" skills have smoothed so many rough edges from my writing. The down side is he can probably beat me...
Just my guess
The only cues I ever saw with that clear bottom were made by Frank Paradise in the 60s. I remember the date because mine arrived in Dallas on the day of the Kennedy assasination. Pretty good cues.
Keep it nice. Alfie
Every hustler has had some goofy idea at some time. It was the seventies and my brother, Jack, and I were hustling around Nashville. We were practicing together late in an old pool room, that had only the house man there. Two large guys came in who smelled of alcohol and trouble. One of them...
Gosh Neil
I don't know you or about your history with CJ. But, it seems to me you're being ganged up on a little bit and I hate to see anyone up against such odds. Being a 4ft.9in. senior in high school, any one guy in my school seemed like a gang. For a couple of decades, hustling the road...