I think it's rotting more that your gut.
The rest of him was rotten long before the whiskey.
Races in through the swinging doors...."I'm Back!!"
Starts dealin'....
Races in through the swinging doors...."I'm Back!!"
Stops, looks around at the broken bottles, overturned tables.... something vaguely blood-colored staining the floorboards.... "Um, guys?"
"Anyone here?" picks up a chair, brushes broken glass off it, grabs a bottle from behind the bar. Wipes off the table. Starts dealin'....
"I'll jest wait a spell 'fore headin' out me'self."
Canasta? Never heard of.
Sounds like a cross between a soft drink and a country or "I got a canasta case of the itchies".
Well, at least I woke you all up
But, my man is telling me to get in the buckboard, it's time to head home.... Y'all have a good time, and here's two-bits for the whiskey I drunk.\
Edit: Anytime you want a game, I think they have some online places.
You sweet young thing!