Without the use of drugs.
It all started when my roommate and I decided to play a couple games of pool. We went to the building across the street and signed out the balls and a cue.
Then things got weird. Perfect shots missed, he cue ball would go off course, and balls would fly out of pockets.
We managed to end the game. Against our better judgments, we decided to play a second game. Very early on, the eight ball stopped right on the edge of a pocket. Soon, two of my roommate's balls stopped just short of it.
The climax came when the cue ball stopped for a brief moment and then started again.
Eventually, my roommate got his balls away from the eight ball. But we still couldn't sink anything.
I decided to take things into my own hands...
One of my favorite songs is "Suicide is Painless" (the M*A*S*H theme). One of the verses goes "the only way to win is cheat, and lay it down before I'm beat."
I shot the eight ball into the pocket early, losing and ending the game.
How do I know we entered an alternate dimension? First of all, there was the blatant disregard of the laws of physics.
Then there was what happened next...
We walked outside to find out we were getting sleet. But when we got back to our own building we weren't even wet.
By the time we got to our dorm room, we had figured out that we were in an alternate dimension. So naturally, we checked everything we could to find subtle changes.
We found one.
Usually there's some really crappy music playing to loud in our hall.
There wasn't any today.
I don't when I'll leap back, or if I ever will.
My roommate thinks that we may be constantly changing realities. If so, maybe we haven't met yet. Nice to meet you...again...
Good night, everyone, and good luck.
The Night Stalker
Sunday, November 25, 2007
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*shakes head*
Is that fishmonger above me...?
I don't think so...
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