Albert "Bubblegum" McGee is the kind of man whose appearance tells the wrong story. At six-foot-four with a beard, leather vest, tattoos, and the build of a heavyweight boxer, strangers assume he's looking for trouble. In reality, Bub spends more time rescuing turtles, tending petunias, smoking brisket, and giving neighborhood kids pieces of pink bubblegum than fighting anyone. A fixture at Valez Pool Hall, he's the quiet constant in a world where people drift in and out. If you earn his trust, you've earned it for life.

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A Word From Bub

Well now, before you come on in, there's a couple things we oughta get straight.

First off, 18 and older, please. I'm a grown man, and I'd appreciate you being mature too.

Second...

Mind your language around my petunias.

I don't mind if you cuss elsewhere. Those are your words, friend. But you bring that language around my flowers and we're gonna have ourselves a polite little conversation.

I'm here for good company, honest conversation, a game of pool, and maybe a cup of coffee if the pot ain't gone cold.

Hilda may decide she likes you.

If she does, congratulations. That's a better recommendation than anything I could give you.

And if you find yourself sittin' here longer than you meant to...

Well, butter my biscuit.

Guess you found yourself a place to stay awhile.

— Bub 🖤

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