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Delmonico · « **Reply #300 on:** June 08, 2005, 10:18:11 AM »

Well I got me one a them New-Fangled Kodak cameras and I got pictures of them going in the front door.

Also got pictures of the judge helpin' Trinity run his still.

And the Judge and the chicken pictures will get him tarred and feathered.

Least I ain't got none like that on Trinity, he's a nice fella, just hangs around with crooked judges.

Oh don't tell Trinity, but when he wasn't lookin' I peed in his mash.

Trinity · « **Reply #301 on:** June 08, 2005, 06:48:05 PM »

Standing at the still, Trinity tastes the latest batch. "Hmmm. Differ'nt taste, but palatable. The mormons will lahk this batch!. Trinity loads the buckboard with barrels from the new batch filling it half way. The other half he loads with several large crates and bundles.

On his way down to Nevaddy Trinity stops at the Sheriffs office and calls the Sheriff outside. "Ah done brought yer derned money!" The Sheriff undoes one bundle and looks inside.

"A total of 127,564 yankee dollars and 75 cents. Ya kin keep the extry two cent. Oh, and as promised..." Trinity opens another crate, removes a bottle and hands it to the Sheriff. "Ah thank someone peed in mah current batch, so ya don' wan' that one. This one is better. It were aged in a oak barrel fer seven days. En-joy!

litl rooster · « **Reply #302 on:** June 09, 2005, 03:55:40 AM »

Quote from: Delmonico on June 08, 2005, 10:18:11 AM

Oh don't tell Trinity, but when he wasn't lookin' I peed in his mash.

I t gives it a nice coloring.....Dayglow, after effects I suppose from your last real life experiance

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Delmonico · « **Reply #303 on:** June 09, 2005, 10:37:30 AM »

Although the Sherriff likes Trinity's corn liker, the crack about the Yankee dollors does not set well with him today. As a former Captain in an Ohio infantry unit he still is supicious of any former rebs. He decides to check this fella out a little more and find out exactly how he came up with this much cash.

Trinity · « **Reply #304 on:** June 09, 2005, 09:30:37 PM »

<<Author's note while Trinity is away making a delivery to the Mormons>> The war is over and the soldiers got their pay in the end. No one is looking for that money any more!

Oh, and it wasn't a crack, thats just how Trinity always refers to money these days.

litl rooster · « **Reply #305 on:** June 10, 2005, 04:05:06 AM »

Using the photo's from Delmonico's Kodak and the one's I paid Lady Cameron to get. When she passed thru on her way to the Badlands. I had the editor of the Annex News, print some hand bills. I have finished posting them around town and a special Town meeting is set. Disscussion on getting rid of that no good Crooked Judge in on the Agenda....Word has been sent to Cherokee Jem and Big Robert,

Delmonico · « **Reply #306 on:** June 10, 2005, 08:24:47 AM »

The Sherriff is still wonderin' how Trinity got so much cash as he locks it up in the county safe.

Going ober to the stove he notices green ink on his hands as he pours a cup of coffee.

He washes his hands and goes to the telly-graph office and sends a telly-gram to the Secret Service in Washington DC.

Delmonico · « **Reply #307 on:** June 10, 2005, 07:22:31 PM »

When the Secret Service gets there, they search and in the shed with the #3 still they find rag bond paper, green ink a small job press and some engraved steel plates.

Trinity is not found, so an hour later there is his picture hangin' in the Post Office, $500 Reward.

Trinity · « **Reply #308 on:** June 10, 2005, 10:21:42 PM »

Another two hours passes and the poster is gone. Down by Still #3 Trinity can be found with the inspectors who each are holding an almost empty jug of recipe and are quite inebriated. Everyone is laughing raucously and having a good time. Fuelling the fire is the last of the inspectors' evidence.

Cherokee Jem · « **Reply #309 on:** June 11, 2005, 02:23:29 AM »

Jem rides in from the dance, whistling a tune and trying to keep the happy memories of the occasion. he rides into Still #3, and sees several men heavily intoxicated, laughing and carrying on over a fire that seems to be burning green dye. Jem hollars at Trinity to see iff hes got a good batch of whiskey he can loan off for a spell. He lays a hand carved walking stick by his buddies still, hoping it might help those stoopers that seem to always befall him, then heads out to his horse to see old Delmonico... Hehe, Ive got some info he could use....Also, he makes an effort to see all the friends that stood by him when he was down. Jem smiles at his friends kindness, then hits the saddle of his new buckskin and lopes out across the grass, enjoying the air and grass and the freedom...

Jem

litl rooster · « **Reply #310 on:** June 12, 2005, 07:03:56 PM »

The Townies arrive at the meeting hall with anger in their eyes. A load of tar waits outside for the crooked Judge and his self appointed Baliff...The Annex's newly elected Mayor calls the meeting to order.

Cherokee Jem · « **Reply #311 on:** June 15, 2005, 07:24:44 PM »

Jem rushes to tell Trinity about the despute in town, but cant locate the man... Jem rides hard to get back to town for hell breaks open...

Trinity · « **Reply #312 on:** June 15, 2005, 09:00:11 PM »

Hearing Jem calling his name, Trinity stumbles out of the brush hiding still site #5 and stands for a moment, swaying. "Ah done thought Ah hert mah name!"

Stops and sniffs air... "Strong smail tonight, gonna be a good brew!"

Delmonico · « **Reply #313 on:** June 15, 2005, 11:31:57 PM »

Suddenly Trinity sees what he thinks is a ghost runnin' down the street in the dusk.

He realizes it is just the crooked judge covered with feathers, but not before he poops his pants so bad it comes out of the top of his boots.

Joyce (AnnieLee) · « **Reply #314 on:** June 16, 2005, 10:37:08 PM »

((Yep, Del's back and the poop rains and reigns!

A.L. )

Cherokee Jem · « **Reply #315 on:** June 16, 2005, 11:44:15 PM »

Yay, that stinks....

CJ

Trinity · « **Reply #316 on:** June 19, 2005, 05:07:49 PM »

A lot of stuff in Tall Tales stinks!

litl rooster · « **Reply #317 on:** June 19, 2005, 05:56:27 PM »

Quote from: Trinity on June 19, 2005, 05:07:49 PM

A lot of stuff in Tall Tales stinks!

Delmonico gets his mineral rights restored and litl rooster gets his water rights, long before Trinty gets sober enuff to stagger out of his boots and get to town

Trinity · « **Reply #318 on:** June 19, 2005, 06:52:29 PM »

After reading the last post, Trinity sits down to write a decree which he then passes to one of his minions to put into action.

From this day forward, litl rooster may have his water rights, but must live in the water. Delmonico may have his mineral rights...

...but must live under the earth.

Pleased with himself, Trinity lifts his jug to his lips and tilts his head back.

litl rooster · « **Reply #319 on:** June 19, 2005, 08:17:31 PM »

Sitting in the Dismal watching the Barrell of Delmonico's Buffalo gun, raise from beneathe the dirt and take site on the now raised bottle of hoooch. I smile and continue bathing

Knowing soon the stills will be going dry and Trinty will be forced to resend his new decree.

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