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[Delmonico]

Delmonico peeks into the thread and decides to spend another night in Alliance where it's quiet.

[Trinity]

Trinity picks up the jug from where Stoneypete had set it down.  Taking a looooooong swig, he empties the jug.  "Ah jus' don' know what that nawthunah's problem were.  Why, it's as smoooth as a babies bee-hind!"  

Trinity goes outside to check on the FFG and finds her at the chicken coop.  As he nears her, she notices that he never has removed the leech from his forhead.  It is still attached and happily slurping away.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother sees Trinity. The beginnings of her smile turn into a look of abject horror. The leech is forcefully yanked from his forehead and fed to the chickens. Before they can get to it, Franken-Bird gobbles it up.

"There. That's better."

Meanwhile, upstairs, the doc, who had been left to his own devices since he'd been standing there like a statue, took a look at Scattered Thumbs. His fingers were not inserted anywhere.

[Trinity]

  "Ouch!!  Wadja do that fer!?  Ah kinda liked havin' ol' Frenchie up there!  That's what ah named him afore you fed him to Frankenbird!"

Frankenbird can be seen weaving all over the barnyard as if extremely intoxicated.

[Delmonico]

Delmonico and lil rooster have 24 oz Porterhouse steaks cooked Mark Twain style, baked tators with sour cream, butter and cheddar cheese.  The rolls have benne seed on them real fancy like and for dessert they Sarsparilla ice cream sodas (root beer floats) and fine coffee from some estate named Kona on the Sandwich islands.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The baby rooster chicks get all excited and point at Frankenbird.

"PeepPeepPeepPeepPeep!!"

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother soothes Trinity's forehead.

"You maintain a delicate balance of blood and alcohol in your system. The leech was upsetting that balance."

[Stoney Pete]

The baby rooster chicks get all excited and point at Frankenbird.

"PeepPeepPeepPeepPeep!!"

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother soothes Trinity's forehead.

"You maintain a delicate balance of blood and alcohol in your system. The leech was upsetting that balance."

Yep.  He was sucking all the blood outta his Alcohol stream.

[Scattered Thumbs]

Scattered Thumbs wakes up in a bed 
Automatically he checks his guns only to find out that his gunbelt with his Schofield and his Peacemaker is missing. 
He then checks his vest and finds out his 1862 Pocket Navy and his 1862 Pocket Police are still there. 
He goes back to sleep with a peaceful smile on his face.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Author's note: Here's a pic I took of our chicks, I took last night. There're about 2 weeks old. 25 of them. No, Trinity, ya can't eat 'em yet! 

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim walks toward the barn to see if the cow needs milking. He sees FFg and Trinity talking by the chicken coop. He calls to them, "Has the cow been milked, yet?"

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother tosses the pail to Slim.

"Nope, not yet!"

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Thanks, I'll do it now."

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

She beams. 

"He's such a good man..."

Her voice fades with distraction as she sees Frankenbird attempt to mount a hen sized rock in the yard.

"EW! Stop that!"

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim cames back from the barn with the pail full of milk. He goes in the house and puts it in the icebox. Pours himself a cup of coffee that was warming in the stove.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

She wanders back into the house to get her own cup of coffee, adding a dollup of milk.

"Slim, we may need to slaughter another hog soon. We're getting low on pork and Trinity has eaten us out of bacon."

[Silver Creek Slim]

Author's note: I think we the pigs to market at least a 100 pages ago but I may be mistaken.
"We might have ta do that one of these days. Wonder if the Stoney fellar knows how to butcher hawgs?" 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Author's note: I think we the pigs to market at least a 100 pages ago but I may be mistaken.

((Author's note: 100 pages ago?? Then we need more pigs! ))

[Delmonico]

Delmonico boards the Eastbound CB&Q at Alliance.

[Trinity]

Author's note: Here's a pic I took of our chicks, I took last night. There're about 2 weeks old. 25 of them. No, Trinity, ya can't eat 'em yet! 

"Dern!  Ah was a-tyin' the napkin on already!" 

[Trinity]

Trinity tears into the kitchen, knocking down the temporary door put up to replace the one he had knocked down a few days ago:

"Did some body say bacon???"