Everyone gathered at the abandoned Shoney's on Ringgold Road and prepared for a fun hash.  ReRun managed to get injured before trail even started when a tree branch ripped his sunglasses off scratched his face.  Hare Ghost Rider started the pack off towards a shady-looking flea market, and all in attendance (ReRun, Thunder Pony, Cocksicle, Clit Like A Puppet, Twat Do I Smell?, Tit Wringer, CumOnDown, LuvBug69, Just Frank and Hugh Heifer) really hoped he'd get to hash through the windowless building.  While waiting, everyone passed around this dude's paycheck stub, which was found in the parking lot, and before heading out (who said head?) Thunder Pony lead all in a round of Father Abraham.  Tit Wringer stretched like a girl in between taking pics of CumOnDown's dogs licking themselves. 

The inside of the flea market wasn't on trail, but the "out back" flea market was, which was apparently where the stuff that wasn't good enough to make it inside was for sale.  Through soccer fields and mud puddles and mulch piles and construction zones that smelled like poo all hashers went, with ReRun scoring the ultimate find - a digital camera, complete with pics.  A mid-beer without hares was had, complete with a bottle of Sky vodka that Cocksicle sampled more than once.  Hugh Heifer fell out his asshole backwards when Thunder Pony asked him to help her with her beer (when it was time to resume trail) and there were 11.7 ounces left in the bottle.  ReRun stepped up to the plate and chugged most of it - too bad it wasn't Thunder Pony's beer, but one that had been left nearby by some unknown vagrant.

After Ghost Rider scouted, moved to and walked around in 11 different trash-filled locations, circle was finally held behind the abandoned Shoney's, which still smelled like pancakes and shame.  Someone yelled at ReRun, who was being helpful and breaking back the razor-sharp tree limbs to avoid more facial lacerations, so he stopped, saying "Fine, cut yourself - see if I care."   It was deemed a shitty trail, lots of beer and orange food and down-downs were had, and songs were sung.  CumOnDown kept his giggles down during Swing Low, and immediately after circle both Ghost Rider and Hugh Heifer headed back to their respective homes to watch the Golden Girls marathon - they did not get the VCRs that were on their Christmas lists.

For on-after, the nearby Amigo's restaurant was attacked, with Twat performing some awesome parking brake stops and turns on the fresh virgin blacktop.  "It's not virgin anymore!" he was heard saying as he laughed and passed shocked citizens stuffing an overpriced mattress into their undersized vehicle.  Once inside, CLAP ordered the smallest drink on the menu and ReRun ate seven bowls of chips and salsa, Just Frank blasted the establishment for not having hot enough hot sauce, CumOnDown asked strange women if they'd like to meet Panty Claus, LuvBug69 changed clothes (wait, that was at Shoney's), Thunder Pony stole three spoons, Twat couldn't stop calling Tit Wringer a "pantywaste" and Cocksicle was very well behaved.  A good time was had by all on a very fun hash.  [ChooChooH3's WebLoser]