shooter777 said:I was at my friend's house the other night shooting some pool and some other guys that I never met showed up. One of them grabbed my cue when it was his turn to play. I asked him for it back and he got all pissed off at me and says, "I don't hit that hard and I never miss the cue ball anyway". (whatever that is supposed to mean???)[...]
I'm gonna break with the crowd and say you were OUT OF LINE. Your mistake was not putting your cue away and suggesting poker when the non-players showed up.
BUT If it was really important to you to play with the bangers, you should have broke into song as soon as he grabbed your cue:
by Lyle Lovett - slightly modified by mike page
Man you better let go
You can't hold on to
What belongs to me
And don't belong to you
I caught you looking
With your roving eye
So Mister you don't have to act
So surprised
If it's her you want
That's up to you
You can have my girl
But don't touch my cue
I grew up lonesome
On the open range
And that cold North wind
Can make a man feel strange
My Timmy Scruggs Pete
Was my only friend
And we've stuck together
Through many a woman
So if it's her you want
That's up to you
You can have my girl
But don't touch my cue
My mama told me
Son to be polite
Set your cue down
When you walk inside
But the winds of change
They fill the air
And you can't set your cue down
Just anywhere
And if it's her you want
that's up to you
You can have my girl
But don't touch my cue
No it never complains
And it never cries
And it looks so good
And it feels just right
But if it's her you want
That's up to you
You can have my girl
But don't touch my cue
You can have my girl
But don't touch my cue
You can have my girl
But don't touch my cue
mike page
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