Newbrassky

[Delmonico]

That's just plain mean.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim rides into camp, dismounts, unsaddles his horse, and puts it into the corral. He goes to the dugout, finding the door locked, he knocks on the door. "Anybody home?"

[Delmonico]

Just like in The Longbranch, Slim is shot in the arse with a double barreled load of anise seed right in the arse.   Delmonico hollers out sumthin' 'bout moderators being able to delete ungly orange hair, but not doin' it.

"Careful Slim, I mean bussiness, I reloaded with black pepper corns this time.

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[Silver Creek Slim]

Just like in The Longbranch, Slim is shot in the arse with a double barreled load of anise seed right in the arse.   Delmonico hollers out sumthin' 'bout moderators being able to delete ungly orange hair, but not doin' it.

"Careful Slim, I mean bussiness, I reloaded with black pepper corns this time.

The orange hair post, though funny, doesn't violate any CAS City rules, so I can't delete it without the posters permission. 
Slim backs away from the door, hides behind a BIG rock, and keeps an eye on his 6 o'clock.

[Delmonico]

Knowin' Slim means bussiness, Delmonico dumps the black peppercorn shells and reloads with one's loaded with cardamom.   

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Now home and in the dugout, Duke scratches at the door, trying to get away from Del and his shotgun.

AnnieLee

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim's not sure which is worse.

[Delmonico]

While Slim is googlein' up spice pictures and cowerin' behind a rock?  (Tain't no rocks big enough to hide behind out there. )  Delmonico slips out a tunnel in the back of the dugout and heads to the land of Wolverines and Carharts.

[Silver Creek Slim]

  (Tain't no rocks big enough to hide behind out there. ) 

I can always hope. 

Have fun playin' wit Wolverines and Carhatts.

[Russ T Chambers]

Russ T, having arrived back in Roop County, after passing over Newbrassky, discovers that the temps are better than Wisconsin, but it looks like snow for a while.  Forty’s are better than teens, but the trails get squirrelly around here when it snows.  Must have something to do with the altitude, or maybe the nuts.  Maybe he should think about snowshoes for his hoss.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

  (Tain't no rocks big enough to hide behind out there. ) 

I can always hope. 

Have fun playin' wit Wolverines and Carhatts.

(Aw, dang. I thought he had the day off.  )

[Delmonico]

Delmonico sneaks back after dark and finds Slim asleep behind his fake rock, a small line of drool is slippin' out of the corner of his mouth.   Delmonico decides that shootin' a sleepin' person in the arse with cardamom would not be fair.

So instead he leaves anise cookies and a note that says, "I could have spiced up yer life."

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

One of the anise cookies seems to rise in midair with nothing holding it, but a shower of glittering sawdust falling all around it. After it is determined the cookie contians no laxatives castor oil or otherwise, or any other ingredient that would mess with Slim, Delmonico's hair is returned to normal.

[Delmonico]

Delmonico carries a couple of quilts out and covers Slim up so he don't freeze.  After all he's mean, he ain't sadistic.  Besides that if Slim would freeze to death, Delmonico would not have anyone to be mean to.  With coal havin' to be hauled from the UP, transportation is expensive and Santa makin' a list and checkin' it twice.  If Delmonico ain't on it Slim is gonna have to haul coal many a mile.

Shovelin' a nuther scoop inta the stove, Delmonico is tryin' ta figger out what to do to Slim next.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

During the night, Duke slips out of the dugout and makes his way to the pile of lumpy quilts behind the fake rock. He hunkers down and squirms until he is under the quilts, then shares his warmth with Slim, curled tightly against him.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim wakes with the sunrise to find Duke snuggled next to him. He sees that someone has left some quilts and cookies. He pats Duke on the head and gives him a cookie. Slim also eats a cookie.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Duke happily thumps his tail against the ground. Some folks may not like the taste of licorice, but he does!

[Delmonico]

Delmonico is makin' a lemon pie when he reads that post.      He is so mad that the word licorice is used around his anise cookies that he goes into another one of his frothin' rages.      The good thing is after that he don't have to beat egg whites to make meringue.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Delmonico is forgetting that Duke is a DOG.

Dogs don't know the difference between anise and licorice, and Delmonico himself said it tasted like licorice.

So there.

 

 

[Delmonico]

Similar, not like licorice.  Licorice has a stronger more robust flavor, anise is more delicate.

Lemon merigue pie anyone?