Five Word Story

[Meigger]

to the floor in-order to

 

[Fred Bob]

reach up and pin Worf's <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/mybad.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="mybad.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

arm once again. The crowd <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/wavarr.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":warr" border="0" alt="wavarr.gif" />

 

[marbatico]

cried, as if they were

 

[Fred Bob]

in a soccer stadium. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/wavarr.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":warr" border="0" alt="wavarr.gif" /> Worf <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/258_captain_of_a_ship.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":258_captain_of_a_ship:" border="0" alt="258_captain_of_a_ship.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

was furious as he pulled <img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x172/oldsalt_bucket/emoticons/thangry-30.png" border="0" class="linked-image" />

 

[Meigger]

the pin from his arm.

 

[Old Salt]

Skull began celebrating his victory <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/ohmy.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="ohmy.gif" />

 

[Stallion]

by bashing Worf with a <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_eek.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":" border="0" alt="icon_eek.gif" />

 

[Fred Bob]

stalk of celery. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/dunno.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="dunno.gif" /> The tavern <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

got real quiet as Worf <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/ohmy.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="ohmy.gif" />

 

[Fred Bob]

extracted the pin then tossed <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_twisted.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":twisted:" border="0" alt="icon_twisted.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

it at Skull. McCoy examined <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/poet.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":hmm" border="0" alt="poet.gif" />

 

[Fred Bob]

Worf for arterial bleeding and <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

then examined the pin, concluding <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/poet.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":hmm" border="0" alt="poet.gif" />

 

[Meigger]

that the pin did no

 

[Fred Bob]

damage except to the ego. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/dunno.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="dunno.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

McCoy howled as Worf stuck <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/ohmy.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="ohmy.gif" />

 

[Fred Bob]

the medical-tricorder into the garbage <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/mybad.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="mybad.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

and poured Romulan Ale on <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_eek.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":" border="0" alt="icon_eek.gif" />