I took some time to help a friend move today.

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You know that spot between your bed and the wall?

Where you pick off your finger-nails or toe-nails, take your boogers and post them with the expectation nobody will ever see them again?

I saw them.

You know that spot between your bed and the wall? Where you pick off your finger-nails or toe-nails, take your boogers and post them with the expectation nobody will ever see them again? I saw them.

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How many feet was it?

Were there three separate slates in it?

Obviously the leg must have been taken off.

Did it have to get re-felted?

I fucking hate pool tables.

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I helped my roommate move a pool table to our house when we were both about 21.

I said we needed to strap it to the wall.

He said we didn't, it was heavy enough to just lean next to the wall.

It was his pool table, so I didn't argue.

But when that box truck went over that first bump...

He told me it would've been louder if the table had fallen over.

Lol.

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