That thread was already closed when this one was started, I think.
Ah ha. I think you are correct. Oh well, looks like Large Marge will remain blissfully ignorant of her notoriety, unless she does a vanity search.
And then there was that time when she was talking to **Pee Wee Herman ** in the cab of her truck and made her face go all wonky.
“Yes, Sir, the worst accident I ever seen.”
Pash
You could email a moderator and ask him or her to edit the thread title for you.
As an on and off pool/billiards player of close to fourty years I read the OP’s referenced thread with some interest. Ironically enough due to her constant protestations to the contrary, this Large Marge person comes off as the least likeable player to engage in a friendly little game of eight ball. Now, I’m not going to say that in all my playing years I haven’t noticed the slight – and sometimes not so slight – whiff of “superiority” that comes off the official rules players when discussing their standing in the totem pole vis-a-vis the drunken lowlifes playing the toy tables in holes-in-the-wall. But hey! so fuckin’ what? I’ve shot pool in all sorts of environments, rules, countries, players, states of mind, etc., and IMNSHO, a good player is a good player. Period. Not sure what purpose it serves to be so godamn rigid about one set of rules or the other – including the almost innumerable ‘house rules’ one encounters. Ever played in a bar where there’s not enough room to swing your regular cue from certain angles? Where they hand you an old beat-up short stick just for those shots? Dives with tables so warped they defy the laws of physics as we know them? What to do? Hell, if you like pool and want to play, easy, you watch for a bit, get a feel for the rules/nuances of the joint, line-up your quarters, ask for any additional clarifications when you’re up…and let it rip!
Not your style you say? Just as easy, don’t play there and find a place more to your liking. Wouldn’t work for someone like me though – I don’t play pool for a living and although I am competitive by nature, I let my game speak for itself. Nine times out of ten it earns me respect…and better yet, the chance to meet all kinds of new people. Pretty much all I want from the experience.
To each their own. Guess I already spend too much time arguing politics, religion and footy to get overly worked-up about a game of pool.
I’m always amazed at how many arguments sprout around pool tables. I once saw a couple of guys get seriously injured in a fight over whose turn it was. When an opponent wants to argue over rules, I usually say, “Okay, you’re right, whatever.” If he shows that he really would rather argue than play pool, my next step is to intentionally lose and get the hell away from the table. I didn’t come here to argue over a 50-cent game. Sheeeesh!