Like I mention every time I post, I own a pool room in Greensboro, NC (Shooters). I see a lot of things on a daily basis, and there have been times I've had to do things that make my stomach turn (cleaning puke out of a urinal comes to mind), but this little story is about the best bet I've ever seen take place on a pool table.
A buddy of mine comes in around midnight. He's not a good pool player at all, but he's super good at matching up and generally making great bets. He's probably the best at it.
He asks this 18yr kid, who's just learning (he's an APA 3), to play. He doesn't have much cash, but HE DOES HAVE A MULLET!
My buddy questions him, "Is the mullet worth $10/set?", to which the kid replies, "No."
"Okay, how 'bout $20/set?".
"Nope".
"Thir.. **** it, how 'bout $50/set?"
The kid's father steps in with "WE GOT ACTION!".
Apparently the kid's mother has been wanting him to cut his hair for a long time now. Either he wins 50 bucks or gets a free hair cut.
His mother hears about this bet (she's at home), and sends her son this picture-text:
Backing up a little bit... Throughout the night all the chicks in the bar are telling him to get rid of the mullet, for the obvious reasons. But he's like "I love my hair", while stroking it lovingly. He does not want to lose his hair.
But of course he does. I think it was a 9-ball race to 7 on a 7', with my buddy giving up the breaks.
Here's where it gets good. By now everyone is drunk and we don't have clippers here at the poolroom. Since the kid is only 18, and sober, he has to drive someone else to their house to get the clippers.
Can you imagine having lost a bet like this, then driving to get the clippers someone will use to shave your head? In public, nonetheless. I think I would have just driven on home, never to return again. That's right, I would have hair-barreled!
So the kid gets back, with clippers in tow, and somebody proceeds to shave his head:
The reverse mohawk is awesome:
And here's the two contestants shaking hands:
The End.
eric
A buddy of mine comes in around midnight. He's not a good pool player at all, but he's super good at matching up and generally making great bets. He's probably the best at it.
He asks this 18yr kid, who's just learning (he's an APA 3), to play. He doesn't have much cash, but HE DOES HAVE A MULLET!
My buddy questions him, "Is the mullet worth $10/set?", to which the kid replies, "No."
"Okay, how 'bout $20/set?".
"Nope".
"Thir.. **** it, how 'bout $50/set?"
The kid's father steps in with "WE GOT ACTION!".
Apparently the kid's mother has been wanting him to cut his hair for a long time now. Either he wins 50 bucks or gets a free hair cut.
His mother hears about this bet (she's at home), and sends her son this picture-text:
Backing up a little bit... Throughout the night all the chicks in the bar are telling him to get rid of the mullet, for the obvious reasons. But he's like "I love my hair", while stroking it lovingly. He does not want to lose his hair.
But of course he does. I think it was a 9-ball race to 7 on a 7', with my buddy giving up the breaks.
Here's where it gets good. By now everyone is drunk and we don't have clippers here at the poolroom. Since the kid is only 18, and sober, he has to drive someone else to their house to get the clippers.
Can you imagine having lost a bet like this, then driving to get the clippers someone will use to shave your head? In public, nonetheless. I think I would have just driven on home, never to return again. That's right, I would have hair-barreled!
So the kid gets back, with clippers in tow, and somebody proceeds to shave his head:
The reverse mohawk is awesome:
And here's the two contestants shaking hands:
The End.
eric
). Thanks for sharing it.
