Five Word Story

[Old Salt]

coming along? <img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x172/oldsalt_bucket/emoticons/drinky.gif" border="0" class="linked-image" /> Skull answered that

 

[Fred Bob]

the CO2 bottle was being <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/blink.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":blink:" border="0" alt="blink.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

drained of its contents and <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/huh.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":huh" border="0" alt="huh.gif" />

 

[Fred Bob]

the keg was drawing nicely. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/beer2.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":beer" border="0" alt="beer2.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

However, not long after drinking <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/ohmy.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="ohmy.gif" />

 

[Fred Bob]

the brew, Slim began seeing <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/ohmy.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="ohmy.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

multi-colored spots swirling in front <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_eek.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":" border="0" alt="icon_eek.gif" />

 

[Fred Bob]

of every other cowhand's eyes. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/dunno.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="dunno.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

Totally freaking out, Slim ran, <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_eek.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":" border="0" alt="icon_eek.gif" />

 

[Fred Bob]

grabbed a hot branding iron <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/mybad.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="mybad.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

and began branding the cowhands. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_eek.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":" border="0" alt="icon_eek.gif" />

 

[Stallion]

Nothing could be heard over <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/piratesing.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="piratesing.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

the high pitched screaming from <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_eek.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":" border="0" alt="icon_eek.gif" />

 

[Stallion]

the crispy cowhands, who began <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

to cry out for their <img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x172/oldsalt_bucket/emoticons/sad.gif" border="0" class="linked-image" />

 

[Thomas the Terror]

own branding irons, because now

 

[Old Salt]

everyone needed to be branded. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/huh.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":huh" border="0" alt="huh.gif" />

 

[Fred Bob]

Hence, more brew was passed <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/beer2.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":beer" border="0" alt="beer2.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

around and more delusions were <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/wacko.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":wacko:" border="0" alt="wacko.gif" />

 

[Fred Bob]

identified until it was discovered <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />