I had an impromptu 6 or 7 beers last night with Shaheen and we ended up in a dodgy pool hall near London Bridge. I kicked his ass! It's only the second time i've beaten him over the course of a night and the first time didn’t really count as although we were both drunk, Shaheen was far worse.
This time however I beat him convincingly 7-5!
I’ve basically been lulling him into a false sense of security all these years. I really should have put some money on it. Ha, ha, ha!
Shaz presented me with a red pool ball as a trophy when we were waiting for a train. Tut, tut!
My people call me the dude. I share my teachings in the passages below... (along with many typos, grammatical errors and lazy writing)
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