I wasn't actually at the
hash, or at least the first part, so I'll do my best to sum up trail for
everyone. The evening started in the parking lot behind
I imagine trail was shitty, because by the time I rolled up at the end, the
hares and pack were pretty drunk. Fuck Me Rudolph ran a pretty shitty circle,
which ended with Just Trey getting named. He told a story of his mom walking in
on him masturbating (and he finished!) and how once he used his wife's breast
milk on his cereal by accident. Luckily, we had our wittiest hashers out that
night and he was named Breast Milk of Champions! The pack craniumed into
Dewey S. System