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[Scattered Thumbs]

Delmonico,

You remember what was once said about sausage making and Law making ? 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother pops in with a scattering of sawdust. She smiles, seeing the boys and the dog sleeping peacefully, then the smile turns into a grin of mischief. With a wave of her wand, she turns Delmonicos hair a neon green, then with another flick, about twelve chickens are placed in the dugout.  Wondering how Delmonico will be able to blame Slim for this when Slim is in Wisconsin, she laughs softly and pops back out.


AnnieLee

[Delmonico]

Not noticing the green hair, Delmonico gathers eggs and starts makin' 11 sunnyside up.  (One of the chickens was defective.)  Puttin' on some sausage will comlete the breakfast.  (5 fer Slim, 6 fer Delmonico.) 

The defective chicken is beheaded and drawn and plucked.  A search for the fixin's reveales some cream that has went bad, it is sour.  There is also an onion and diggin' into the spices, Delmonico finds some paparika.  Paprika Chicken fer supper it is.

As the sausage browns, Delmonico remembers somethin' he has heard 'bout the bossman over there to Germany.  Otto Von Bismarck is his name.   He is s'posed to have said somethin' recently 'bout sausage.  "Anyone wanting to maintain his respect for sausage and laws should refrain from watching either be made."

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[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Duke wanders over, wondering where his share of the eggs is. He looks up at Delmonico, blinks, then his ears lay flat, he hunkers down with the hackles of his neck raised, and starts barking at him.

[Scattered Thumbs]

As the sausage browns, Delmonico remembers somethin' he has heard 'bout the bossman over there to Germany.  Otto Von Bismarck is his name.   He is s'posed to have said somethin' recently 'bout sausage.  "Anyone wanting to maintain his respect for sausage and laws should refrain from watching either be made."

Well, at least yer memory is good 

[Delmonico]

Well duke here is Slim's 5 eggs, guess he ain't gonna show up.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim rides into camp with a deer strapped behind his saddle. He sees Delmonico's green hair. "Del, is it St. Patrick's Day already?"

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Duke sidles warily around Del and laps up the eggs before Slim can get off his horse.

[Silver Creek Slim]

"By the by, why it Duke eatin' outta the skillet?"

[Delmonico]

Yer late so I fed him yer breakfast.   

Why do you think it is March already.

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Sure, I was late cause I gotcha this here deer and ya feed my breakfast to the dawg."  Slim plomps the deer at Delmonico's feet.

"Well, it ain't March, but yer hair is green." 

[Delmonico]

We'll why did it take ya several hours ta shoot and field ress a deer, shouldn't take more than 10 minutes.  Unless ya had ta track it fer hours cause ya made a lousy shot.

There was some strange chickens hangin' round this mornin' and some saw dust layin' round.  I spose the 'splain's everythin'.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

With that, a chicken comes pecking out of the dugout. Duke's ears perk forward and he starts to give chase.

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Shot it with me Roller .45-70 at 300 yards thru the boiler room and the dumb thing ran fer 10 miles 'fore it died. If I would've used me Improved Henry .44 Henry, it would've dropped on the spot. Everyone knows that the .44 Henry is a much better long range round than the .45-70 Govt." 

[Delmonico]

Slim ya know that myth was started by a famous Heeestorian who is a good Heeestorian, but don't really know a lot 'bout firearms ballistics.  If one adds 2 and 2 ya get 4.  But if ya add 2 and 2 and 2 and 2 and 2 and 2 and 2 and ferget ta carry the 1 ya still get 4.

That shows that ya can't belive all ya read, but ya need ta sift is like ya do yer flour ta get all the weevils out of it.

(And no I ain't gona tell anyone who wrote that, they are too good a historian in other areas.)

[Scattered Thumbs]

(And no I ain't gona tell anyone who wrote that, they are too good a historian in other areas.)

PLEEEEAAAAASE.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim ya know that myth was started by a famous Heeestorian who is a good Heeestorian, but don't really know a lot 'bout firearms ballistics.  If one adds 2 and 2 ya get 4.  But if ya add 2 and 2 and 2 and 2 and 2 and 2 and 2 and ferget ta carry the 1 ya still get 4.

That shows that ya can't belive all ya read, but ya need ta sift is like ya do yer flour ta get all the weevils out of it.

(And no I ain't gona tell anyone who wrote that, they are too good a historian in other areas.)

So that's why ya supposed ta sift flour. 

Slim

[Delmonico]

When life giveth  you weevils in yea flour, don't fret 'bout it.  Instead thine should just maketh rye bread.  Thou can then save thine caraway seed fer better things.

From the Book of Delmonico Chaper 7 Verse 15.

Now all rise or our bread will be unleaven.

(Suddenly Delmonico ducks as a lightning bolt strikes right nex ......................................................................................................................

[Silver Creek Slim]

 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

If Delmonico gets hit with that lightning bolt, he'll be... Thor.




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AnnieLee