A Drinking Club with a Running Problem
Hares: Butt Floss (12th in 12 months) and Mouthful of Clam (Yeah – welcome home!)
Attendees: (sorry if I forgot you): Toothy (hash scribe), Cocktail Frank, Master Baster, Porcelain Goddess, Spike, Hot Lips, Just Svetlana/Zvetlana [Tzvetana -Ed.] (don’t know which way to spell it), Crimes against Huge Mammories, Man-O-Whore, Mr McFeelMe, she came as Just Delana and two vistors from planet Earth in general – Mr McCavity and his lovely wife whose name is something like Boodah (means bullshit or something like that in an African language). [Bodsa. -Ed.] Oh, and lets not forget the hash dogs Charlie B. Barkin and Dash.
This hash was during our winter thaw so the snow was sparse but the ice and mud was plenty. It was actually a gorgeous, warm for here, sunny day in December. I remember a F@#&-up start with us wandering around thinking we found trail for quite awhile before being YBF’d back up to the start. We finally found true trail leading us down the very passable Backbone trail. It was quite entertaining watching MOW being pulled across the ice by Charlie-dog. I actually can not believe he made it through this hash without another screwed-up ankle. Due to the ice etc I also watched Just Svetlana/Zvetlana take the first hash crash of trail.
Soon trail came out into a beautiful field where we found our first BN (thanks Floss for carrying my Redbridge for me). The FRBs were sure to let us know that the beer was quite hard to obtain. After this BN the hares screwed with us again with a big circle jerk promptly followed by a BC. Finally we were moving again to find the YHS Mouthful up in a tree taunting us for not sticking with a hare. We eventually found another BN. From there it was pretty much straight running back to the cars. As such, it took a little while for us all to collect back up. We thought we may have lost Crimes but her amazing hashing ability brought her home.
We all made our way to Floss’ for drinking and the down downs, well, all except for Hot Lips. Everyone all drank for something. I remember the hares drinking quite a bit, which they deserved for this truly shitty trail. My description after all these weeks does not do it justice.
The biggest momentous event was the naming of Just Delana. Due to her tenure at Bellweather she shall now be known as Hard in Cider or HIC for short. During circle Just Svetlana/Zvetlana educated me on at least one difference between male and female masturbation technics. There was a study that found that when men masturbate they tend to focus on a body part. You know, a breast, vagina or another penis. However, when women masturbate they tend to imagine a whole sexual scenario with a beginning, middle and sweet sweet end. I think around than the hash left in piece and hopefully got a piece.
Some of us stuck around for food, more beer and a naked (or not) soak in a hot, hot tub. take care all and soooo sorry I missed you last Saturday, Toothy