And finally, this...
Smorgass Bored said:
...would someone please call all the participants and have them assemble immediately.....WITH their cues
League of Super Best One Pocket Friends assemble!
Music: Ride of the Valkyries
Sound FX: A loud break shot
Voice-over:
"Alex, with the power of pixie magic!
John, with the power of 400 balls in his pocket!
Cliff, with the power to join anything to anything else!
Grady, with the power of endless anecdotes!"
Cut to a dank subterranean lair somewhere beneath the Siberian tundra. A sinister figure in a stained green cloak is hunched over an elaborate keyboard, surrounded on all sides by giant video screens showing a game of pool from every conceivable angle in slow motion. Suddenly his points wildly with a dirty, crooked finger.
"THERE IT IS! There is the moment Jay uses his magneto-gravity powers and sucks the 60th ball right into the pocket! I've got that rat-bastard now!"
He types furiously on the keyboard, then slams it down in sudden frustration.
"What? My account is banned! No way! So the conspiracy must go all the way to the top. Curse your yellow hide Helfert. Curse it to Hell!"
Cut to Jay Helfert, riding in the back of a stretch limo and swigging from a bottle of champagne. With him are two bikini-clad prostitutes and Gabe Owen, wearing nothing but a tight pair of leather chaps and a nose ring.
"Yo Gabe, my man! Stop bogarting all that smack, me and the girls here are losing our buzz."
He hands the champagne bottle to one of the girls and flips open a jewel-encrusted cell phone.
"Hey KT. Yeah, it's Jay. Listen baby it all went down just like you said it would. Yeah, they didn't know what hit 'em. No, don't worry about him, it's all taken care of. No problem, I'll drop off your cut in the usual place. Later."