The Roundhouse
You stroll into the poolroom and grab a cue and spin it around your hand a few times. Then you slap a $50 on the table and say, "Who's in?"
Everyone else slaps fifties on the table too. After all, you're just a little kid.
You walk up to the table, take aim, and then smile. With perfect precision you send the cue ball flying.
It hits the other balls, and then one by one they do a perfect separation and land in the pockets with hardly a sound. You pick up the money and put the cue down.
You might want to buy them all some sodas or something, but it's up to you.
Everyone else slaps fifties on the table too. After all, you're just a little kid.
You walk up to the table, take aim, and then smile. With perfect precision you send the cue ball flying.
It hits the other balls, and then one by one they do a perfect separation and land in the pockets with hardly a sound. You pick up the money and put the cue down.
You might want to buy them all some sodas or something, but it's up to you.