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Slug-Doctor Tight Rack - March FREE Giveaway (Includes 8-Ball Attachment)
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RULES:
1. Winner will be notified via PM when the giveaway has ended. I will also update the starting post to indicate what the secret post number was and who the winner.
2. Post as much as you like. More posts = more chances to win.
3. Separate winners per giveaway. If you are a previous winner, you are excluded from this contest.
I won't be making it to SBE this year, unfortunately.
-Abe
Thanks , Maybe will catch you there next year.
I'm tired of pretending I'm not a total *****in rock star from Mars.
And people can't figure me out. They can't process me. And I don't expect them to.
You can't process me with a normal brain.
Mark Twain Anecdote
While attending a billiard tourney on the evening of April 24, 1906, Mr. Twain was called on to speak. He told this story:
THE game of billiards has destroyed my naturally sweet disposition. Once, when I was an underpaid reporter in Virginia City, whenever I wished to play billiards I went out to look for an easy mark. One day a stranger came to town and opened a billiard parlor. I looked him over casually. When he proposed a game, I answered, "All right."
"Just knock the balls around a little so that I can get your gait," he said; and when I had done so, he remarked: "I will be perfectly fair with you. I'll play you left-handed." I felt hurt, for he was cross-eyed, freckled, and had red hair, and I determined to teach him a lesson. He won first shot, ran out, took my half-dollar, and all I got was the opportunity to chalk my cue.
"If you can play like that with your left hand," I said, "I'd like to see you play with your right."
"I can't," he said. "I'm left-handed."
While attending a billiard tourney on the evening of April 24, 1906, Mr. Twain was called on to speak. He told this story:
THE game of billiards has destroyed my naturally sweet disposition. Once, when I was an underpaid reporter in Virginia City, whenever I wished to play billiards I went out to look for an easy mark. One day a stranger came to town and opened a billiard parlor. I looked him over casually. When he proposed a game, I answered, "All right."
"Just knock the balls around a little so that I can get your gait," he said; and when I had done so, he remarked: "I will be perfectly fair with you. I'll play you left-handed." I felt hurt, for he was cross-eyed, freckled, and had red hair, and I determined to teach him a lesson. He won first shot, ran out, took my half-dollar, and all I got was the opportunity to chalk my cue.
"If you can play like that with your left hand," I said, "I'd like to see you play with your right."
"I can't," he said. "I'm left-handed."
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