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CAS TOPICS => The Longbranch => Topic started by: Sergeant Smokepole on August 25, 2004, 05:53:43 PM
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Who's gonna buy me a George Dickel?
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Now why would you want Dickel when the bar stocks 12 year old Bushmills?
Welcome Smokey....................
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Ah, a man who knows the good sourmash. Dickel for the Sergeant, Turkish coffee fer the cosinero.
Where ya been, sit on down, watch yer spurs, we got sourdough rye bread bout done it the dutch oven. Gonna have some pork and kraut with tatar dumplings. Got some prunes today we'll have the kolach or if'n yer still hungaty kolaci.
Ya be Czech Sarge, I is only an hornorary one, but I can cook the food.
Vita Vaas
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Sarg Old Pard, I'll buy you that Dickle or anything else you want.
Semper Fi
Will Ketchum
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OK. Dickel for you, Prince Of Wales for me. Welcome!
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I'll spot a you a shot of Dickel, but being the old border runner that I am, I'll have a Tequila or a Mescal (hold the worm) :P, and chase it with a beer (probably warm since they don't much ice along the border) ;D.
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Now why would you want Dickel when the bar stocks 12 year old Bushmills?
Welcome Smokey....................
12 years old?? Was it cheaper then..? ;) If you guys have finished your Dickels`, the moonshine and black coffee will soon be served!
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Now why would you want Dickel when the bar stocks 12 year old Bushmills?
Welcome Smokey....................
Because George Dickel rules!
Welcome Sarge...since you have such good taste in whiskey |_| George Dickel on me. :D
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Well, I'd say that you'll be feeling mighty fine this evening with all those beverages coming your way!! :P
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Now that I am all snockered, who's gonna pick me up and put me to bed?
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Uh, Sarge, My back ain't so good. I'll offer you a shoulder, but pick you up? Sorry, it won't handle it.........Buck 8) ::) :o
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If ya can't get ta bed on yer own, ya get ta sleep on the floor. ;D
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Just put a table over him, so no one steps on him! ;)
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What?? No mangey cur to have to compete with for a spot in front of the fireplace?? Ah hell, here's my bedroll, make yerself cozy....
Sidewinder~~~~~
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Foothills Drifter flings open the batwings and stagers into the Saloon, looks around.....'hay, whos passed out in my place on the floor :o
Good shootin......
Vern... 8)
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Delmonico says, "It's just the Sarge, bust him down ta private and put him on bread and water fer a week, that'l sober him up. ;D
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Foothills Drifter stagers to the bar (in a cool manner) Gunner...give me a beer. He (me) carefully stagers over to Sergeant Smokepole without spillin a drop and hovers (I can do that when I am blind @$$ drunk) and pours it on the good? Sarg. and yells 'you're in my spot!...... :o
Good shootin......
Vern... 8)
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Delmonico says: "If he don't wake up soon we'll get a team of oxen and drag him down to the jail. Ain't none of us got a strong enough backs ta drag him there. Besides that when he wakes up and finnds ya pour beer on him and not in him he will be mad, jail might be safer.
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Trinity says: "Aw heck, ifn he wakes up afore it's all dry, he'll just lick it off his skin and suck it out of his shirt. Wassat you say, he lost his shirt when folks were tryin' to pick him up? Man, he needs a bath!" :o
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Delmonico says, Have the oxen drag him down to the river, it went dry last week but if we leave him on a sandbar, this wind will sandblast him. ;D
Burn his unyform and I'll run down to the dry goods store and buy him a calyco dress, any one got an idea what size? :-* :P ;D
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Trinity says: "Ah don' know and don' ask me to measure him. Here use this table cloth."
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Don't be wastin' a good clean tablecloth like that! ;)
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I decided we've been to harsh on the sarge, one time he has a bit too much ta drink. Lets get a bunch together carry him to the hotel and get him a room, when he wakes up we'll reinstate him as a sarge, and buy him a steak. If we abuse him too much he'll not come back and he has some good things ta say. How bout it fellows?
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Foothills Drifter stagers back to the bar with empty glass. Gunner, give me another beer. I think we should let sleepin dogs (the good Sarge) lay. Sarge...this ones on me! As F.D. raises his glass to drink he spills it all over himself! (in a cool manner of course ;) ) and says'I guess this one is really on me :o
Good shootin......
Vern... 8)
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Trinity, being the ultimate cheapskate surprises everyone and says "I'll pitch in for the Sarge", but lemme get a beer... while it's stilll on the Sarge.
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Whilst his tab is still open, let's all have another round. Cheers!
Vin
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Smokepole wakes up all bleary eyed. He looks around the room and shouts, "Women!!!!!!!!!! Where are ya hidin' the women?" The barkeep freezes for a moment and runs out the door. Seeing that the patrons also take the hint, figuring something not pleasant is gonna happen. Smokepole looks up the stairs and gets the most evil smile known to man.
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Peeking back in the batwing doors. Delmonico yells, "Be careful of that top step it is loose!" But it was too late because as he finished speaking the Seargent came crashing down the stairs.
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Does that put him back under the table again? ??? Sure hope he don't hit his head when he gets up again!
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Delmonico says, "I tried ta tell him, not only was the stair loose, there wern't no girls up there. That is where lawyer Dagit has his office, he has went down ta the courthouse and has filed suit against the Sergeant fer breakin' the access to his office and makin' it impossible ta do bussiness."
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Trinity says: "Dang Lawyersh! Hic. Lesh *hic*, lesh drink to a world without La*hic*, without La*hic*, without lawyersh!!
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Foothills Drifter stays seated at the bar (thinkin to himself....) I aint gettin up again and spillin another beer. I'm gonna set here real quite like and drink this one! The Sarge is on his own........
Good shootin......
Vern... 8)
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HIC, Burp! :P Eshcoosh meee. Anozer beer, pleash.
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Delmonico says, "Hey the Sergeant might really be hurt here, he has a big bump on his head." Someone wake Doc up, he's under the third table to the left of the stairs, the one with the two empty Old Crow bottles on it." "While you are wakin' up Doc, I'll tie the laces of the Seargeants boogans together."
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??? ??? ??? Wazza *hic* Wazza *hic* Wazza matter with that darned clock??? All it's don' is Toc, Toc. Don' it *hic* Don' it never Tic??
Shay *hic* Shay, wazsh Delmoniker doin' wis the Sharge's brogans?????? Del *hic* Del *hic* Delmoniker, iffn ya need new shoes, I'd be *hic* I'd be proud to hep ya out...
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Delmonico says, "I'm just tieing the laces of the Sarge's broogans together so that's when he wakes up and tries ta stand it will keep him frrom doin' the splits." "We won't want him ta fall and hurt somtun' sides his head."
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Trinity says: "Oh. Well, *hic* Well Ah thought you *hic* thought you was shtealin 'em, Delmoniker. Why Ahm real shorry. Ah..."
Trinity falls off of his bar stool.
"Ah'm ok, don' noone worry none bout me! I need anozer beer. Barchender. Shay, Delmoniker, how comes ain no-one talkin no more. I shink shey caint hole their likker."
Trinity falls again, the sound of crickets audible in the room.
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Trinity says: . Barchender. Shay, Delmoniker, how comes ain no-one talkin no more. I shink shey caint hole their likker."
Trinity falls again, the sound of crickets audible in the room.
Foothills Drifter sits quitetly at the bar, holdin his beer with two hands, thinkin....aint nobody gonna acuse me a not bein able ta hold my likker.....I'm usein two hands :o
Good shootin......
Vern... 8)
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Foothills Drifter says, "Now I'm holding it with all four hands," as he also slips to the sawdust covered floor with the rest of the passed out drunks. Delmonico says, "nother essssppprreeesssooo barkeep, I knew I could drink them under the table. ;D
The crickets chirp, wolves howl, loons make loon noises as the kettle drums pound out a beat, followed by the rest of the orchestra begains. The barkeep says "I put on Michael Martin Murphy's Sagebrush Symphony CD fer yer exit." Thank ya kindly says Delmonico.
As Don Edwards starts to talk about going backward it time, Delmonico drinks down the last of his Esssppprrressooo and calmly makes his exit. ::)
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Howdy Delmonico......
With all that essssppprreeesssooo you're drinkin its on wonder you're up so early :o
I'm goin back under the table now, I gotta get a little sleep before I go to work....I don't want today to be another 'monday' ;)
Good shootin......
Vern... 8)
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Gettin' ready ta go ta work in a bit. I ended our fun story with a cool exit before the moderator shoots us. ::) If I ain't to busy today I'll get us a start on a new one in the Gereral Dis and Tall tales forum. Meet me their later, I'll buy you an essppprrreeessooo, got ta stop and buy some more beans, this second triple this morning depleted my supply. :'(
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Howdy......
I will be checkin in with ya latter.......
Good shootin......
Vern... 8)
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Ah'll see you in there. That was fun. :)
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Smokepole wakes up and says, "Why didn't you sheepherders tell me the only screwin' I'd get upstairs was from that danged lawyer Dagit. Better let the mayor know that he needs another barrister in this town. That maggot Dagit tried to serve me papers. He's suin' me, that putz. Well, Ishoved his briefs into his briefs. He screamed, clumb down the rain pipe and lit out o' town like a cheap whore in a temperance rally." Old Sarge straightened up, walked to the bar, slugged down a long pull of George Dickel and turned, "Now, where's them tarts hidin'?"
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"Now, where's them tarts hidin'?"
Howdy......
Ya'll aint talkin bout 'pop tarts' is ya....... ;)
Good shootin......
Vern... ;)
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"Now, where's them tarts hidin'?"
Howdy......
Ya'll aint talkin bout 'pop tarts' is ya....... ;)
Good shootin......
Vern... ;)
NOPE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!