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Join Date: Mar 2003
Location: NW Lower Michigan
Posts: 29,831
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Back in the day when I knew everything, I somehow ended up holding the pot, it being the prize of a ferocious 8-Ball Battle at Liquor-Food in Lansing, MI. The neon sign out front was burnt-out except for the words ‘Liquor-Food’ so the name sorta stuck.
Anyways, naturally, a dispute arose amongst the combatants regarding whether or not the object ball was sunk in accordance with the call, ‘no-slop’ having been previously agreed to.
Combatant A ended up spread-eagled on the table, out cold. Combatant B accepted my uncontested offer of the $20 prize were he to allow me an unscathed escape, which I executed perfectly.
Last edited by Crowbob; 10-21-2023 at 06:26 PM..
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