Five Word Story

[Fred Bob]

by the billiard table in

 

[Old Salt]

the pub by the shore

 

[Fred Bob]

where McCoy was puzzling over

 

[Meigger]

his next shot. He decided

 

[Old Salt]

to order another round of

 

[Fred Bob]

Gagh for Worf before knocking

 

[Meigger]

the 3 ball into the

 

[Old Salt]

corner pocket. Just then th{r}ough

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[Meigger]

the door came Gerald looking

 

[Fred Bob]

like he seen a ghost

 

[Meigger]

which was not unusual for

 

[Fred Bob]

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[Old Salt]

He pointed at McCoy and <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/bounce.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":b:" border="0" alt="bounce.gif" />

 

[Meigger]

and stumbled when attempting to

 

[Old Salt]

explain what he had just

 

[Fred Bob]

stepped on, but muttered something

 

[Thomas the Terror]

a furby called buttface

 

[Meigger]

was coming down the path

 

[Old Salt]

and we all should run.

 

[Fred Bob]

Worf sunk the 8-ball and