I was at a bar listening to my son's band and there was a guy playing pool who was tripping his brains out. I played him a few racks of 8-ball and he destroyed me. He made some of the craziest shots I've seen anywhere, and got the rock to jump up and dance, all the while talking gibberish.
I once tried to play in college while on mescaline, but all I wanted to do was push the balls into the pockets with my finger. Then I went to dinner and kept pushing the Swedish meatballs up the side of my mashed potatoes and watching them roll down the other side. That's all I really remember about the experience.![]()
I love this! (rep coming to you). One thing for sure, you definitely follow through because it feels so good...so I'm told
