IH3 Trail #425

The guilty: Little Miss Muffet and Turtle Wax

Present and accounted for: Dances with Head, Spike, BallWrinkle, Half Monty, LOA, Floss, Bitch Squeeler, Just Lynn, Just Meagan and Just Andrew. (I have too few brain cells to be accountable for missing anyone).

It was a blustery even icy day. The hash moved somewhat slow. So slow in fact that Just Andrew and his slow, 260 pound ass was an FRB. Other FRB’s included Spike (duh) and Little Miss (yes that’s right one of the hares) the Bleeb was Just Lynn, the Blab was Monty.

Hashers and dogs gathering at the Mt. Pleasant laundromat parking lot from where we proceeded on the Monkey Run trails. Ball Wrinkle boke out the orange "afro-twat"

Dances got in front of FRB Little Miss just long enough to get a picture.

And at long last a beer stop.

Dances got some picture of good doggie-porn while Hound Whore stood wishing he could get some of that action.

On the second half of the trail we had some rather scenic views high above Monkey Run where many hashers thought "what a great place for another beer break."

And lastly, the circle. Everyone drank for some reason or another. No virgins to be had today so the nameless (Andrew Meagan and Lynn) got there cherries back and drank. Just as it looked like Dances would be dry lips he did something stupid (showed up, I guess). Bitch Squeeler accused Just Meagan of Hash Crashing while nobody was looking which in turn delivered a forgotten mug accusation to Bsqueeler (ya’d think a cums-lately might at least bring her mug). Floss received two awards – for being grandpappy and a patch for the Bay City weekend from Ball Wrinkle (which LOA contends neither of them could possibly remember.

And just when Meagan thought she was about done drinking she was baptized Star 69 (ya see she has a propensity to talk on her cell on-trail) along with Andrew (who got caught trying to do Max the dog) became Hound Whore (or HH for short if you spell the way Monty does)

On-on to 426

Hound Whore