Start at 3 or 4? Who cares as long as there is beer near until the pack is off? And there was...

Aspects of the run that no one can bitch about:

• Frequenct checks - West Coast checks easy for imported Hashers to interpret.
• Beer checks every 10 minutes - No more need be said
• Lack of police harassment - Freedom to flash
• Plenty of beer
• A house for sale at the second beer check
• Another beer check
• No rain
• A desperate bar keep pulling us into her bar for more beer
• A packag check
• On after at a pub with more beer

I do wish that I could write about the trail, but trust me I had no idea where I was, so you'll just have to put up with impressions from the run:

• Womb Service's exuberant chalk talk
• Witty and Flossit flashing on the freeway overpass
• Perplexed looking wedding guests at the first beer check as part of the pack looked for the beer
• Whining at the titty check that the bimbos weren't checking hard enough
• Just Martin getting the Hash Shit, again (Four more weeks??!!)
• Hashers coveting the dead lady's house next door to Womb and Short's house
• Dancing Queen pulling out his credit card to buy more beer

And then the memory fades...

Great time Womb Service and Two Inches Short! Let's do Dogtown again!

OnOn
by Medusa

Witty's addendum: And at the on-after we really wanted to name Just Martin but he took off right when we were ready to name him! Maybe that had something to do with him being so drunk he picked up the pool table.
Oh, and thanks to whoever gave me the coogie to replace the camera case I lost at Nick's... or does anybody have it for lost property?