ElCorazonFrio
Banned
OK...I know it's my fault for not paying a bit more attention:groucho:, but I was distracted a bit and they only played about a half hour. I was getting ready to clean the tables anyway:smile: I deal with it every day, but this was probably best powder job I've seen:shakehead:
POWDER ART
I was playing in a bar many years ago. I used to hold court in this place at least three nights a week. There was an endless supply of frat boys who would come in and play for drinks or $5-20 per game all night long. Used to play doubles when times were really moving.
One night a really nice guy came in and lost a couple early to me. He was about 6'5" 260, black and bald. Later in the night he asked me to play doubles with him. After our second win, he found the chalk cone. He comes over to me like a little kid, excited, he grabs me and says, 'Come over here!' I walk over, he's grinning looking at the cone.
Sidebar: I'm 6'3" and have large hands, something like 96th percentile in length.
He says, put some chalk on your hand. I explain that I hate using it. He insists, I rub my hand on it. He tells me that I need more, much, much more. I oblige and end up with my had caked with chalk and I'm just kinda looking at him when he bows his huge skull down and says,
'Palm me.'
So we played the rest of the night with him wearing a white print of me grabbing his head.