Donney went to Mcdoogals and ordered a pint. He was wearing green for the holiday.Then Brendan came into the bar and said hello. Seamus looked at him with suspicion... but Brendan just smiled back. What is your name Brendan asked. Donney said they call me Seamus Fermanagh and why is it any busness of yours? Brendan said I am looking to recruit loyal irishmen, can I count on your support? And Seamus said no... I have nothing to do with terrorists. Just then Mairead shot Donney in the arm.

"Agggh, what'd you do that for, ya daughter of a whore loving drunk?"

Donney decided to leave Mcdoogals right then and there, and make sure he got patched up. Brendan just looked around sadly, and decided to leave his card anyway, but now it said Two Blind Mice.

taka was feeling pent up in the small cottage that was his home and he began to hint at the expediency of an nice walk;—"It was a lovely evening, and at that season of the year a fine evening so often turned off, that it was wisest for every body not to delay their exercise;" and such hints producing nothing, he soon proceeded to a positive recommendation to Mrs. taka, to take their walk without loss of time. Now they came to an understanding. Mrs. taka, it appeared, scarcely ever stirred out of doors, except of a Sunday; she owned she could seldom, with her large family, find time for a walk, and taka was forced to set forth on his own.

He gaily ascended the downs, rejoicing at every glimpse of blue sky; and when he caught in his face the animating gales of a high south-westerly wind, he pitied the fears which had prevented Mrs. taka from sharing such delightful sensations.

A gentleman carrying a gun, with two pointers playing round him, was passing up the hill that taka was descending, and while the eyes of taka were fixed on him with an evident wonder and a secret admiration which equally sprung from his appearance, the pointers bounded over and began sniffing at his boots. Oswald apologized for this intrusion by relating its cause, in a manner so frank and so graceful that his person, which was uncommonly handsome, received additional charms from his voice and expression. Had he been even old, ugly, and vulgar, the gratitude and kindness of taka would have been secured by any act of attention; but the influence of youth, beauty, and elegance, gave an interest to the action which came home to his feelings.

Occupied with these, and other, less mentionable thoughts, taka stooped to scratch the cat behind his ears, not noticing Oswald leisurely taking aim. The bullet hit him square in the chest, smashing his pink little heart to pieces and squashing forever the hopes and dreams contained within.

The cat just decided to go walking.


Alive:
Andres
Captain Blackadder
Askthepizzaguy
shlin28
LittleGrizzly
Reenk Roink
GeneralHankerchief
Sasaki Kojiro
Psychonaut
Lord Winter
White Eyes
Seamus
CountArach
Factionheir
Polemists
serierkhaan
777ares777
yoyoma1910
Diana Abnoba
F.C is the bees knees
boudica
Sigurd
greyblades
Alexander the Pretty Good
Ituralde
El Diablo
YLC
gaelic cowboy

Dead:
Publius Aelius Hadrianus
A Very Super Market
Jolt
taka

Lynched:
Beefy187

It is now Day 3.