Five Word Story

[Old Salt]

could result in some shocking <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/poet.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":hmm" border="0" alt="poet.gif" />

 

[Fred Bob]

plasma-induced corner shots! <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/wavarr.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":warr" border="0" alt="wavarr.gif" /> However, the

 

[Old Salt]

wire is really going to

 

[Fred Bob]

Slim's margarita machine behind the

 

[Meigger]

wet bar in order to

 

[Fred Bob]

maintain a high-level of decorum

 

[Meigger]

necessary for such an establishment.

 

[Old Salt]

The unexpected visitor meanwhile gave

 

[Fred Bob]

Worf the go-ahead to rack

 

[Old Salt]

the balls and start the

 

[Meigger]

the game. Silence fell over

 

[Old Salt]

the crowd as Worf racked

 

[Meigger]

the balls and prepared to

 

[Old Salt]

break, suddenly another loud explosion

 

[Fred Bob]

occured, but Skull concentrated on

 

[Meigger]

finishing his glass of snakebite

 

[Fred Bob]

and calmly approached the table

 

[Old Salt]

when someone called out that

 

[Fred Bob]

few can out shoot Data. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/blush.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="ops" border="0" alt="blush.gif" />

 

[Meigger]

Unperturbed, Skull placed his q-stick