| Saturday, February 23, 2008 - 101 |
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Only a few intrepid souls showed to celebrate 101 trails with
the ChooChooH3 on Saturday the 23rd of February. TiT Wringer and Twat Do I smell did
a fine job making new what was once old! Dupont Elementary School was Twat's first
trail sometime ago and only Sticky Banana and Hugh Heifer ran that while CBT hung with the
gimpy TiT Wringer who was riding in a truck to lay trail with Twat!
Things were a bit different this time. The weather for one was not a nice and,
although the weatherman had promised high fifties, I am not sure we got much past forty!
The hares were off around 2:40 and the pack gave chase twelve minutes later.
Immediately the hares had us in a creek bed and were getting us wet so we could
fully enjoy the entire day wet and cold. NFN Frank and Gender Bender decided to run
smarter, not farther and paralleled the trail until they found it once again in the woods
near the old mill. If you recall, this would have been near where the turkey high on
meth attacked Hugh and Sticky last year. The pack was convinced that Gender Bender
had turned NFN Frank gay and they were tied up with each others nuts in their mouths
until Sticky, Cocksicle, COD, me and the dogs arrived at the beer check to discover the
queers had been ahead of us the entire time. Seems they surprised the walkers near
Rivermont Park and blazed a trail to the beers.
The beer check was in some serious shiggy along the river behind Rivermont Park and we
joked about until the hares departed requesting at least another 10 minutes. This is
where it starts to get foggy - at least for the hares! After they left, about five
minutes after they left, Luv Bug noticed the trees rustling and someone smashing through
the shiggy not far from the beer check. She yelled "walking, on-on!" to
give, who we suspected to be the hares as no other moron would be in that mess of shiggy,
a scare and then after another 6 minutes we were off.
Gender Bender and I were choosing well until an intersection between the mill/tracks and
the river. We decided to go straight but found a long BT. We shagged to the
left and boxed to the left trail off the original intersection believing that the trail
could not have gone right, toward the river. We ran into NFN Frank who said on two
and so we kept going. We figured we would run to the tracks behind the mill and if
we had no luck picking up trail there we would turn around or hit the tracks. We
look to the left and see nothing but tracks, we look to the right and see a what I figured
was a homeless guy but Gender insisted it was Twat and stated, "I even recognize that
ass with pants on!" so we gave chase. Sticky came crashing through the woods on
our right to join the pursuit and we continued after the old fucker until he was joined by
Charles Manson, also throwing flour about. Both stopped on the tracks, we suspected
to just take the snare and get themselves a few more minutes alas it was to put down
a scared hare regroup which we all ignored as we felt we were in hot pursuit at that time
and not even the Constitution or any form of the Bill of Rights was going to protect these
wily hares, especially after what they had put us through thus far. Hugh eventually
got the snare and the hares were quite unhappy. First was the accusation that the
pack failed to provide ample time from the beer check and then anger for being off trail
and third was the failed regroup. Welllllll, shucky darn! The pack gave the hares
another ten and they brought us through the Frisbee golf area and back to A.
Quite frankly, the trail was well laid, a lot of fun and kept us warm enough to enjoy the
beers. The pursuit and snare was icing on the cake for the pack as TiT Wringer
pointed out that he had been snared now on about 96% of all trails he had laid for the
C2H3 and why should this be different?
We circled in the cold and CBT played with her new Hello Kitty kite she found on trail.
Limpcicle was renamed yet again "Cocksicle" (I am sure this will become a
tradition at the hash - the constant renaming of Mr. Moron). The hares drank, Hugh
drank because it was his birthday and NFN Frank and Cocksicle joined him for POT.
It was a short circle and the pack swung low and met for a fine low key apres at Buffalo
Wild Wings where I set fire to my innards.
So March 8 will be trail 102. Your hares will be yours truly and NFN Frank will make
his debut. Meet at 2:00PM for a 2:30PM departure at the Rave Theater off I-24. BRING
A DRY BAG, BITCHES! This will be an A to B and there will be a beer check and there
will be an on after at Magoos in East Ridge. See you there![ChooChooH3's
Religious Advisor, Hugh Heifer] |
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