Cliff Hart. A rare species of pool
player.
Amazingly, he has less than
10% body
fat, and a deliberately manicured receding hairline. Stronger than steel, faster than lightning, harder than Angola, (bud)wiser than Solomon, sweeter than rotten fish and definitely has neither the
time nor the patience for ball baggers who are reading this.
His natural habitat is the dense jungle of salt city. He announces his presence using his voice which sounds
like a
grandma after eating a block of cheese, smoking 3 cartons of cigarettes and eating a block of cheese. Sounds disgusting? Well fuck you.
His sexual mating dance usually involves making the opposite
sex feel uncomfortable by staring at them for close to 30 minutes
straight. He will then grunt, call them a "lil biscuit" and proceed to his final agenda: Sugar Dicking and going "balls deep"
Besides all that. He is the best pool
player that has ever not been born. He materialized from some primordial-soup and has evolved over time to be able to run 3000x4^2 racks of pool in less than who cares.