Description
A woman of class enters the bar, walks towards the pool table and grabs a stick. Some of the men glance over as they yell “I’ll teach her how to play, sweet thang.” While the women stare and snicker as their men’s jaw hits the floor. Leaning so carefully over the table and placing the wooden stick behind her back she says in a soft soothing voice, “corner pocket.” With a single strike, and to everyone’s disbelief the 8-ball rolls in with nothing but perfection. “Now who’s gonna by me a drink,” the woman of class calls out to all the men in the room staring in her direction.