#1191 June 2, 2008 Silver Spring

Hares: Jefe Lengua, Peace O’Chum, Dyke Tyson
Virgins: Just Jenny
Visitors: Vagina Whiner – Harrisburg Hershey, Rotten Whore - Chicago
Brew Crew: Hungry Hungry Homo, One Time At Hand Camp
Beer Bitch: Mile High Baller
Analversaries: Bad Dog - 269
Long Time No Seers: Stick It In My Socket
OnOnOn: McGinty’s Public House

Some of you may remember an Every Day is Wednesday trail last year that was called Peace O’ Bad Chicken. As I recall, it was billed as the worst deathmarch of a hash EVER. Well, this was an honest to goodness redemption. The pack got shiggy, water, mud, and trail. Even the walkers got a real trail!!! I’m not kidding. We solved checks and everything. After the beer check, we were told to go back the way we came. I’m not saying it was really creative, but it did work. At the on-in, our intrepid Beer Bitch, Mile High Baller, suffered a season-ending injury, and had to have What Can Brown Do For You sub in for him. Considering that this was our first Monday night trail of the year, it’s worth noting that the pack should be reminded that it gets dark at the end of the trail. Bring your headlamps next time. Additionally, you did stupid things. Let’s talk about that. On On to violations.

Violations:
Dyke Tyson: Paranoia on trail. She thought the Comcast people wanted to arrest us.
Hares: Set a decoy beer check full of girl scouts picnicking on trail.
Squeeky: Felt a little frisky at the decoy beer check and offered to eat a brownie.
Motormouth: Identity crisis with his new farce naming.
Hares: Do-over on trail by rerunning the Peace O’ Bad Chicken.
Slip Knot: FRB the walker trail.
Shamrock Your Cock: Getting used to seeing police at the circle, she brought her own police cruiser to the beer check.
Easy Like Sunday Morning: Gave her cell phone to Snap Crackle Poop on trail. It may show up in a block of ice if you’re not careful.
Knee Deep Pussy High, Dildo Shaggins: Sex on trail with Titly Winks.

Then, the police came by to tell us we were being too loud. Apparently, it’s a new WH4 tradition. It seems that Dyke Tyson was right. Your paranoia doesn't mean they're not out to get us.

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