Warriors Saloon

[catman]

What the Hell? Almost 0900 CST and this place ain't open yet? Do we need a new back?

Trav

[DMZ-LT]

Slowly the tanned biker opens his eyes and gently touches the hugh welt on the side of his head. Unable to remember if it was that horse that kicked him or that vague memory of a bat flying towards him , he slowly gets to his knees and yells Crown for All !Monday night football tonight and Atlanta is playing Philly ! More Crown !

[catman]

What?!? Bars' not open? Damn old biker dude must have drank all the booze again!

Beam and seven all around!

Trav

[Old Seabee]

So I park my California gas eating sled in front of the bar. It looks closed, but I'll take a look. The word on the street is that they chased all the chickens out and are now using horses as hostes. This is not good. Now I'll have to carry around a step ladder, or a stump. I have been cautioned about horses kicking, and after the last encounter with that cute littel chicken, the last thing I need is to be kicked in my.....well anyway. I see LT lying on the floor, he looks like the whole Chinese Army marched over him, but he does have a Crown in his hand. And their's Bob following that horse with a pair of plastic cuffs. What the hell is he doing? This is too much, where's Doc. I need a rest. Maybe he can tell me about some place where it is nice and quite where I can get a 51-50 comit for 72 hours. Well I see that good looking Lass is still behind the bar holding the bat. Would someone get me a Brennans Irish, straight up, no ice. I am not going anywhere near that bar. She looks like she is waiting for some one to beat the cr*p out of, and it ain't going to be me. Horses! At least chickens were built close to the ground and have all thoes nice feathers.

[b3196]

These damn horses are play hard-to-get.....Al I wanna do is set Trav up with a cute one......A scotch please
Bob K

[catman]

Bob...no thanks, I'm good (can't see taking his left-overs!).

Trav

[b3196]

When I get done with them, you wont touch the sides or hit bottom
Bob K

[Old Seabee]

That's it, I am out of here. I am going up to the high country where there are no chickens, horses, tv's, or telephones. I am going to fish for three days and relax at night with a Brennans Irish Whiskey, and for get what's been happening in this establishment. Will somebody pick LT up off the floor. Bob you should be ashamed of yourself pimping horses, what next snakes.Have fun guys I'l being back some rainbow, and maybe some kokane.

[airforcegrrl]

Sorry bout yesterday guys. I got tagged for sandbag duty. We're in Hurcon 3 and Ophelia looks like she's turning around. Guess someone starting quoting Hamlet at her or something. You guys becareful with them horses I've seen the welts they leave after a good kick and the broken ribs too. Course if you're standing on something that means their aim will be at something lower. The chickens were just getting too messy in here, what with the feathers and droppings. Someone's gotta keep this place clean between bouts of you guys coming and going Now who's up for a round of jello shots?

[catman]

Beam and Seven for all! The fair maiden has returned!

Trav