Ah — twas the night before Thanksgiving, and all through the bar, not a creature was stirring, not even a, uh … um.
Ummmm … oh fuck it.
Anyway, it was a wonderful Wednesday night at The Rail. With a four-day weekend for most on the horizon, everyone was having a good time. Various folks brought in food, which was pretty damn awesome. River Rat once again was the lucky recipient of a Hamm’s Hat, so here’s me making sure it is ready for deployment.
After determining said headpiece was of a sound and robust nature, I handed it back to River Rat who seemed at a bit of a loss what to do with his new-found chapeau. Seeing as it was the holidays, I offered my assistance and got down to work.
And here we go:
And now for the back-side …
both of us all of us some of us a handful of us us at Hamm’s Hat Dot Com, Happy Thanksgiving! (Albeit a few days late.)
“Are you gonna eat that cartoonishly large drumstick?”
After parting from the manor house, Sir Jeff mounted his trusty steed and headed forthwith to Ye Olde Brasse Raille.
A hearty meal of pottage, roast capon, Slim Jims, and Cheese Nips thusly ensued. Pray thee what shallest I quaff? Why a delicious Hamm’s, you currish beetle-headed scullion!
It was a glorious Sunday afternoon at the Rail, and the joint was hopping with regulars and everyone was having a grand ol’ time. Lou the barber was in town from Panama, where he freaks out the locals and cavorts with various women named Vanessa. It seems like everyone he knows down there is named Vanessa. Federali also showed up with shit-tons of food for Hoss, including a pair of gigantic chili dogs. I swear I have never seen a hotdog that, uh, thick.
Later on, Gibby walked in as he was on break from his job. Naturally when you’re on break, you relax, and what better way to relax than to swing by your favorite watering hole and harass people into working for you. Alas, there were no takers, so Gibby decided to do a shot.
And lo and behold …
Whoa whoa whoa … hold it … easy there … Eeeeeasy …
And then Gibby went back to work. Something about nuclear missiles or brain surgery. I forget which.