The Thirstday Hash, 5 Apr 2007 by Horn-E
This was an Assflac trail with an assist from Flying Hooters from Christina’s. With The KGB and Rhotan and Happy Ass Grabber on this trail, it should have been really stretched out. We headed west for a bit and our two virgins, Just Heather and Just Molly, were keeping up really nice and actually looking for trail. But after a series of splits I finally ended up in front. I actually was ranging, who me(?), and I ran into Happy Ass Grabber coming out of a gangway from a Split. Was he On? No. So we ran to the corner and there was an arrow, coming from the wrong direction. Hey, I don’t care where it cums from, if it is an arrow, we are On until we aren’t and I was off. I managed to lead us to the East and through a Check and a Split, guessing right each time until I ran into a Back Check. I turned around and there was Soar Balls. He wasn’t there at the start, but he caught up. So I ran South and I picked up on the arrow and we were off. From here the trail went pretty much straight to a park for a shot stop. What kind? I don’t know. I don’t do shots.
After the shot stop we headed south in the park to the corner of Irving Park. I ended up a block west of the trail heading south. The trail went along the river through some more park land and when I finally emerged at California, I spotted the pack heading south. So I paralleled some more only to miss the trail crossing my path. Now I was east of the pack and then south of the pack and never really On anything, but always almost in sight of the pack. The trail ended up going through this mall and I was first into the mall. But again, I never found marks and eventually ran towards some of the pack and we headed south around the mall. I finally found a mark and followed it two more marks to the beer stop. That is about the worst I ever did at following marks, but I led to the beer and Flying Hooters emerged from her car with a case. Of beer. Into the playground we went were we all had some much needed refreshment. We only lost three. But eventually Milk My Yak, Barks On All Fours and Canned Pussy arrived through an alley that the trail didn’t go down.
After a beer, we headed back to the bar where Happy Ass Grabber led us in a circle. It was crowded, but we got it done. Our hares got many, our virgins were introduced. Welcome Just Heather and Just Molly. Hey, they are keepers. When I left, way after midnight, they were still going strong. Just Mary was there, returning to the scene of her first trail. Just Mike was back again. He is going to get named soon if he keeps returning like that. Princess Labia was running around taking pictures everywhere.
After the circle we were joined by Pardon My Flaps, Chicken Stiffer, Smell This, Hot Pants, and the former Fist N Clits with a new name, that I can’t remember [Hooked On Tonics]. Was it something like fine spritzer? Don’t change names on me. That is why I try to write these names down. These old beer soaked brain cells have a hard enough time remembering names without all of these changes. But it was good to see her again. Been awhile.
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