So.. when my officemates suggested billiards at Paeng's, my hubby & I decided to tag along, thinking that since it was still quite early, maybe we could still get tables, and at least it's not some crowded restaurant. We thought we got all things considered -- until I remembered that we were supposed to meet our parents because we were eating out with them. So what to do? what to do? We don't want to keep our parents waiting for an hour while we play billiards... so the next best thing is to...
...bring them along!
Yup. We did. They went.
Initially, our parents were only supposed to look at the bowling rates of Paeng's (we plan to make a career out of bowling haha), but then my hubby asked dad if he wanted to get a separate billiard table. Dad said, sure, it's been a while since he played and so the game commenced...
Mom trying to wing it :D
Dad trying to work around those goddarm balls :D
How often does one get to play billiards with their mom & dad? Dads do, but mothers usually don't. Hehe. So it wasn't an ordinary billiards on payday friday night after all.
Ciao!
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