A true made up tale of the west...

[Cherokee Jem]

 Thanks Trinity!! You got me out of here, I owe ya one pard! Well, what do we wanna do? Im surely not looking forward to ridin herd on a bunch of lawdogs horses... Saddles his sorrel..

[Delmonico]

By the time Trinity gets CJ out of jail the posse has left hours ago.  Scared he'll end up in jail again, Trinity gets a couple of bottles from the saloon and they head behind the livery stable to drink, soon they are both passed out.  The new kid on a pile of hay, Trinity on a pile of horse poop.

(Note: Trinity did you tell the new guy I say poop a lot, but it's ok, the moderator in Tall Tales says I can.)

[Cherokee Jem]

Ya know Trinity, I think I need to learn to track. and to not drink this darn much!   Hey, when we sober up, you wanna go shoot?

[Trinity]

*HIC* "Wha??"  Slump

[Cherokee Jem]

Smacks Trinity with his hat... Wake up!!! I would like to shoot before christmas!!!  Goes to fetch horses.... If you hurry and wake up, Ill even buy breakfast!

[Delmonico]

Delmonico overhears this conversation and remembers what happened the last time someone went shootin' with Trinity.      He decides to find Doc. John, the one that used to be a trapper back in the 30's.      when he finds Dr. John the Trapper, he and Trinity are both lyin' on the pile of horse poop, passed out.

[Cherokee Jem]

Hey, Del, since Trinity is passed out in a passel of road apples, could I talk you into cooking some breakfast I could buy? Im tired of my bogwater coffee and jerky. You wanna go shoot? you seem sober enough...

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim saundering up. "Whatcha gunna shoot?"

[Cherokee Jem]

Hey Slim, I was gonna go shoot my Sharps, but Ill shoot anything!! You wanna go? everyone else is either drunk in horse poop or away somewhere...

[Silver Creek Slim]

I'm game. I'll bring my Rolling Block. 

[Cherokee Jem]

Rides up on a flashy sorrel gelding... Lets go shootin!!!

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim grabs his Roller and gets on his horse. "Lead the way."

[Trinity]

I'm game. I'll bring my Rolling Block. 

Did shomeone shay Rolling Rock? *hic*

[Trinity]

Rides up on a flashy sorrel gelding... Lets go shootin!!!

"Ah'm ready!  The express rider just dropped off my Dance and Brothers (out of Texas) revolver!
...Anybody got any balls?  "

http://www.civilwar.si.edu/weapons_dance.html

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

( < Really, really wants to make a comment on that, for several reasons, most of them slightly or more off color, but she hasn't injected herself into this story so, alas and alack, she has to pass on the opportunity. But it's beautiful, Trinity!   AnnieLee)

[Delmonico]

(Delmonico comes in, logs in after a long day of watchin' Dora the Explorer, Blues Clues and other such stuff.  But his niece's day care kids were glad to see him and she does have to have 2 adults when she has that many kids.)

Tinity, yer gonna shoot yer other toes off with that.  And watch fer the brown stage-coach headin' yer way, he left about 3 yesterday.

And watch out fer Slim kid, he eats margerine and Velveeta cheese.

If ya get back alive I'll get supper ready tommorow night.

[Trinity]

Trinity becomes excited hearing about the brown stage-coach.  "Ah wonder if'n ah kin 'member ta take them papers outa them boots when they arrive... Hmmm.  If'n tha boots don' work, mebbe Ah kin just in-tentionally shoot some toes off ta make more room.  Hmmm." 

When Trinity is done thinking aloud to himself, he says to Del: "Say Del, Ol' Slim might just have a food pard now.  You know them kids only like to eat that man-made stuff like bargerine an' velveteen cheese." 




<<Miss Annie... I left it wide open just for you.  Oh well...>>

[Cherokee Jem]

Ok pards, lets get to shootin..... Jem lights outs headed for the flats outside of town, giving a rebel yell as he goes...

[Trinity]

"Yeeeeeeeee *HIC* Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee *HIC* Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Haaw! *HIC*

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim don't know how ta do a Rebel yell since he is a Yankee. Therefore, he just says, "Gitty-up."