Newbrassky

[Delmonico]

Delmonico writes,  "and Dr. Freud, I think part of the problem is that two of them are sufferin' acute lead poisin' caused by lead solder on a still.  One thinks he is in Porty-gaul and one thinks he travels to the Future.  The one with the red beard is really an intersting case.  I will include more about him in my next letter.  He will take up many pages to annie-lise."

[Trinity]

Trinity makes the short trip to the express office and retrieves his package from Montgomery and Ward.  He is very excited to be able to finally protect both of his feet while roaming the thorny, wooded and rocky areas where his stills lay.  He rapidly yanks the boots on and goes about his way.  After only a short while, he is in agony.  Not understanding why, he pulls his boots off to massage his feet.  Immediately his feet feel better.  He examines the boots in the hopes to understand what is wrong with them.  He looks at them, in them, then pulls the paper and cardboard out.  Finding nothing wrong, he stuffs the paper back inside and, with great effort, puts the boots back on, shrugs and limps about his business.

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Trinity, I think you's suppose to take the paper and cardboard outta the boots 'fore ya put them on."

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[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Monday morning brings the Frumpy Fairy Godmother rushing up the steps to the porch, her skirts gathered in her hands to keep from tripping on them.

"Is Slim back, yet? He's got baby chickens!!"

[Trinity]

Trinity gingerly staggers back to the house kind of looking like a dog with scotch tap on his paws.  He's been drinking most of the day to try to forget about the pain of the new boots.  When Trinity reaches the top of the steps Slim suggest again the trick about leaving the paper and cardboard out of the boots before wearing them.  Trinity just stands and stares at him. 

"Why on earth would they put the paper in them bootsh if ya gotta take it out when ya buy them, that's jus' plain shilly! 

Baby shicksh??  MMMM, Boy!  Delmonico, ya got any good recipes fer baby shicksh??  Mah mammy use ta pull them fleathersh off an thow em in flar then inta erl... innerds an' all.  Tasshy lil shuckers!!" 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother gives Trinity a look that would melt a glacier. Het voice is nearly a snarl.

"You don't touch the baby chicks. The paper in your boots is so they'll hold their shape when they are shipped. You are supposed to take it out before you put them on."

[Delmonico]

I don't have no recipe's fer baby chicks, but Gopher Grease has one fer baby ducks he learn't over in the Filly-peens.  But ya gots to catch dem afore they hatches out.

[Scattered Thumbs]

  One thinks he is in Porty-gaul

Could be worse. I could have been convinced that I was the one who sold Louisiana to the United States of America. 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

  One thinks he is in Porty-gaul

Could be worse. I could have been convinced that I was the one who sold Louisiana to the United States of America. 

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother smiles at Scattered Thumbs. It would take a lot of gall to have a Napoleonic complex. And if you thought you were Napolean then ate food with Delmonico's castor oil, we could say you were "potty gall."

[Scattered Thumbs]

  One thinks he is in Porty-gaul

Could be worse. I could have been convinced that I was the one who sold Louisiana to the United States of America. 

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother smiles at Scattered Thumbs. It would take a lot of gall to have a Napoleonic complex. And if you thought you were Napolean then ate food with Delmonico's castor oil, we could say you were "potty gall."

Now you skeered me. 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Having spent the night out near the chicken coop to protect the cute chicks from the evil intents of Trinity, the Frumpy Fairy Godmother looks a little worse for wear and tear. She winks to Scattered Thumbs, then mumbles:

"If Trinity goes after those chicks, I am going to turn him into a worm and toss him into the coop."

[Scattered Thumbs]

"If Trinity goes after those chicks, I am going to turn him into a worm and toss him into the coop."

Be afwaid Twinity. Be vewy afwaid. 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

(Author's side note: When I saw that Napolean avatar, I nearly spewed coffee on my monitor. Thanks, ST!)

[Scattered Thumbs]

Yer welcome 

huh!? What do you mean, Napoleon Avatar? 

[Silver Creek Slim]

Yer welcome 

huh!? What do you mean, Napoleon Avatar? 

I missed it. 

Slim

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Nobody is gonna cook dem chicks 'til they is full grown." 

[Trinity]

Trinity decides today is not a good day to go to the stills.  He thinks hiding in his room from the FFG's wrath is a better idea.  He is still not sure why she was so incensed about his new menu idea. 

Thinking about it causes Trinity to smack his lips in hunger.



(Dang, I missed out on Napoleon too!)

[Trinity]

Trinity opens his door an inch and peeks.  He dashes down the hall to the kitchen where he grabs two biscuits from a pile on the table and runs back to his room.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

While Trinity is hiding, the Frumpy Fairy Godmother is upstairs in her cupola, reading glasses perched on her nose, pouring over her books. That lead had to be affecting Trinity's mind if he wanted to kill cute baby chicks. She knew she couldn't turn lead into gold, but there had to be a wand sequence somewhere in the books to turn lead into silver.

[Trinity]

Outside his door Trinity could be heard emulating baby chicks:

"Peep Peep ... Peep ..... Peep"