Hash Trash for 1098
I didn't know what to expect driving out there. It had been raining that day, and both road rage and shiggy were wet, wet, wet. Piggy's Bitch is a good Hare, and lays well marked trails, but it looked like he might have his work cut out for him. As things turned out, he was able to lay a 4.5 mile trail, without any difficulties at all. Taking more rain into consideration, he kept it simple. No checks or back tracks, just a simple run on the road rage. He had intended to involve his son, Just Asher, in laying trail, but the threat of rain prevented him doing so. Trail was effectively an A2A, starting at an auto parts store, and ending at Joe's To Go next door. Where, for lucky few that prefer all variations of Shock Top, beer glasses were given away. I tried their new Honey Apple Cider, which sort of tasted like a shandy, instead of a cider. Of special note, was the Return Of The Clit. Colonel Clit that is. Back from Germany for a month. Also we had a visitor, Yama Kunt, from Miaml H3. Who pulled my legs, and stated his story on how he got his Hash name was long and complicated. And it almost went exactly like this: He's Jewish, so he wear a yamaka, and he likes girls. Yama Kunt.
The Pack liked trail, even World Wide Whacker Dot Cum, who arrived late, and was given the option of running backwards on trail, so he could join the Pack faster. As it was, the Colonel and Faster Than A Semen Bullet were the FRBs, Breastroke the FBI, Busted Cherry the Bike Hashing DFL. The Pack included Knight Stalker, WWW, and Yama. Bimbos were B3, Canadian Bacon and Just Asher. As part of his Happy Birthday-Fuck You!, Piggy and Canadian brought a birthday cake. It was well worth the drive out there.
~Ballerina Booty Boy