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[Trinity]

<<Arthors note:  Oh no!  Not the skinks again!!!!   Now I've got to go back to re-read what we did with them last time >>



Trinity looks up, thinking he hears something, but seeing that everyone is still a toon, he closes his eyes tight and pulls his pillow over his head.

Feeling an itch, Trinity sticks his finger in his ear and wiggles it.  Wiping his finger on his shirt, he leaves a waxy yellow stain mixed with blood.  I think he took out Elmer, the skinks youngest son.

[Delmonico]

<Authors Note: The FFg opened her window and they jumped out and died in a pile under her window.>

As Trinity sleeps the Ittsy Bittsy Spider goes in his ear several times and carries a silk wrapped skink to the top of the porch.

<Did you really talk about me this weekend and was it all bad?>

[Sod Buster]

Howdy!
I live down the road.  Can you tell me if'n this is one of your cows on my roof?



If so, could one of you please come fetch her?

[Brazos Bucky Smith]

Pittuy, yuch, what is this stuff? ikky ikkiy ikkiy!   Brazos, knows he's been fleased!   He pulls his six shooter from his holster and lets fly with one of those dumb-dumb boolits from the toon movie!   Does not hit the bird like thing on the weather vane, but sets the vane to spinning and throws that bird thing clean over the hill!

[Stoney Pete]

Seeing the bird/man flying over the hill, Stoney grabs his shotgun and yells, "PULL.".  Alas he was too late as it was outta sight afore he could get a bead.

Heading in the house he thows the mutton out into the yard.  Even Duke and Daisy wouldn't eat it.

Fresh coffee, buscuit and gravy, eggs, bacon and sausage for breakfast.  He takes his food out to the porch.  At the first bite of food he still tastes soap.   

Looking for Trinity's jug he finds it out in the middle of the yard.  "How'd that get there?"   Lookin' at Trinity he notices that he's moved and has a fresh yellow smudge on his shirt.  Fetchin' the jug Pete's glad the stopper is still in place.    "There, no more soap."

Stoney heads to the porch to enjoy his and

[Delmonico]

<Authors Note:  that would be Slim's milch cow, real cowboys don't herd Holsteins.  They be milch cows not beef cows.  Even though they get ground up right regular in to hamburger, that ain't real beef.  Particle board ain't real lumber is it?  Well then hamburger ain't real beef. >


(Sorry folks, close but not a real rant, but I've got an idea>)

[Lucky Irish Tom]

Hey Del, aint it a city in Germany?

[Sod Buster]

<Authors Note:  that would be Slim's milch cow, real cowboys don't herd Holsteins.

Slim,
Come git yer milch cow offa ma roof.

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Bessie, come down from that man's roof!" 

[Delmonico]

And with milk streamin' out of all four teats, Bessie jumps into Slim's arms.

(Hey Slim ya ever see a cow with only 3 spigots, my friend used to have one.  I couldn't figger out why he had ping pong balls in the milkin' parlor )

[Silver Creek Slim]

<Arthur's note: To put in one of the milcher inserts ta get suction.  >
Slim gets out from under Bessie and blows on his thumb. He blows himself back up to "normal" size. He takes Bessie into the barn and milches her. Puts the milch in the icebox, goes to his room, grabs the Mighty Ten and war bags. He saddles his horse, starts riding northeast, and says, "See y'all on Monday."

[Lucky Irish Tom]

Irish sees Slim's thumb trick and decides to try it!  Sure enough Irish gets  bigger and bigger, next thing he knows he's floating over the house, and can see Slim riding off in the distance.  Not knowing what to do next he pulls his thumb out of his mouth, there is a sudden rush of air and before he knows what's happened he spends the next thirty minutes flying around the countryside!  He lands in the front yard with a thud, right next to Trinity in the hammock.

[Stoney Pete]

Looking over he see's Stoney with his Shotgun in hand. 

"I thought you wuz another of them flyin' plates.  Or maybe the birdman that I did not git yesterday. I guess this calls for a drink."

[Delmonico]

With the breeze from the south, Delmonico fills up his ball-loon and heads off to the north, shotgun in hand.

[Stoney Pete]

With the breeze from the south, Delmonico fills up his ball-loon and heads off to the north, shotgun in hand.

<Going hunting? >

[Delmonico]

As Delmonico goes along in his ball-loon he finds flocks of geese flyin' south.   As he gets them he lowers the Yaller dog on a rope to ree-treve them.

[Stoney Pete]

Stoney looks in the sky and see's what appears to be a dog on a line from the Balloon.  "Wonder what kinda beast Del is fishin' fer using a dog as bait."

[Delmonico]

Along in the afternoon the wind shifts to the North and takes Delmonico back to the ranch as the temp drops a bit.  By the time he gets the Ball-loon down and secure it is snowing lightly, but picking up as the temp drops.

[Delmonico]

Delmonico is covered with snow as he enters the house. By now it has turned into a roarin' blizzard.   

Delmonioc looks outside as he starts supper and wonders if the snow covered lumps in the hammocks are going to be smart enough to come in.

[Stoney Pete]

Seeing Del come in and start supper Stoney decides to avoid the snow and eat.  "So, what kind of beast did that dog on the fishing line catch?"