total poolishness
By tuck 19 Jan 2002
chinese coke tastes like the coke from my high school. too much syrup, not enough carbonation. causes disgruntled emotional states.
<p>damn. i am so <span class="caps">SICK</span> and <span class="caps">TIRED</span> of being the worst one in a group playing pool. how is everyone so good at this stupid game? i come up with a good plan, eyeball the hole, aim up the victim ball with the ammo ball and fire it off. but the thing just seems to like <span class="caps">HATE</span> me or something. it never obeys. ill try to convey a particular idea to its little ol self, a good one too- but alas, usually it has an idea of its own. doesnt the ball want to go in? seems to for everyone but me. humiliation is commonplace for me in the poolhall or bar. i need to become a good player. it has latterly emerged as one of those essential manly skills that i missed aquiring somehow. i simply cant be the “cool foreigner in the chinese bar” without being able to woop ass on the green. so until i become the jedi-zen-pool-magician, im just a half-man and theres no way around it. </p>
<p>tips are welcome. this is serious.</p> Tags: pool