...at playing pool. Last night, I went to a pool hall to celebrate a friend's birthday, and I realized as I missed ball after ball after ball, that I have no idea how to play this game anymore.
When I was a kid, my grandparents had a pool table in their home. Growing up, I would play with my hands since I could barely reach the table on my tippytoes. When my parents were houseparents, we had a pool table in the rec room. I still played with my hands, but then I could handle a stick, so I learned to play with that. I could make a shot putting my stick behind my back. But last night, reality came crashing down: if you don't practice sometimes, the skill you have mastered flits away. So if you have a skill, be it cooking, pole dancing, speaking another language, or flirting, use it or lose it!
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hmmm maybe need to play with you hands again.
I tried that, but they shot me down!
that pool table was a lot of fun. too bad you didn't get to use the toothpick, a tiny little cue stick you had to use on one side of the table due to the room being too small! auntie em
I am def not the pole dancer I used to be. LOL
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