| Sticking out Yer Sausage on Trail #425 |
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| Written by Ralph U. Crammed-in | ||||||
| Thursday, 21 August 2008 | ||||||
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We meet at the top of Arana Gultch. There is no Sierra Nevada in the trough. There is no PBR to be found. Butt Balls is finishing the last Tecate when I arrive. Why are we forced to drink MGD and later Coors? Finger Nips is hording all the beer and is threatening anyone who touches the other beer cooler with castration (including the Harriets). The poor SOBs that showed include Wiener, Butt Balls, Annie, Banana, Jordass, dBased, Timmy!!!, Serial Box, Saving Private Sausage, Hot Wheels, Dr. Nappy, Finger Nips, Swiss Army Cock, Just Geoff, LC Norm, Pearl, Flaccid Capacitor, Take It Like A Man, Hairy Potter, Goat Blower, Choka-Cola, Hoggy, Daddy War Bucks, Cumz out Her Nose, PG, CL, Broke Bench, Piss N Booth, Puff MDQ, Just Anne, Rod Lovr, Dangling Mantasticals, and Virgin Chris. Trail as usual started down into Arana Gultch. A ring-around-the Harbor and up into Frederick St Park. A few lefts and rights lands us on Owen St and a left on Bronson St. Down the railroad tracks and over the Harbor with what was probably a back-check had, at least IIIII, spotted flour on top of the tracks to our left. Up the tracks to a check leads at 7th Ave. A correct guess and we are on up 7th Ave…pretty much forever. It kept going to long that I almost ran past beer check which is being held at a friend of Mothers Little Feltcher. A place where I am offered a nice shot of Jamison Whiskey to compliment my Trader Joes beer. Though you gotta laugh, you see they just moved into the place. Like any good men the first things in were the 50 inch LCD flat-screen and video game set (not sure which). The living room furniture? Plastic deck chairs. Don’t worry, the rest of their stuff is in storage I understand. A mile on-in and onto religion. First nominated for Beer Fairy is Broke Bench Mountain for being above the law and carrying his beer on trail. First real victim deservedly so is Finger Nips for being a Beer Nazi. Second visitor is Puff for almost not coming to the Hash (due to Hwy 17 traffic). Quite a few thought it odd when 6:45 came around and there was no sign of Puff. Next is Banana for leading the DFLs astray trying to find Beer-Check. He didn’t have his DFL Buddy My Lil Bony . Meanwhile BBM is doing his BF duties well, as the RA is pouring all the Down-Downs. Our Backslider is next, Dangling Mantasticals. Not suprising Rod Lovr is called up for his sadistic quest to have every hasher do a trail, even those that have no business throwing flour. Our virgin, Virgin Chris is called up. The question is asked, did Swiss find him on the Internet? Asks Banana. Finally the Hares, as they drink out of a large, clean raw milk container. Banana interjects with a Down-Down nomination for Goat Blower, however I had just swatted my 11th mosquito and decided I didn’t feel like leaving my exposed legs as a prime target in the acquisition of West-Nile Virus so I pissed off at that point. As I neared Soquel Ave, only then did the roar of the pack fade into the evening...  Add as favorites (98) |  Quote this article on your site | Views: 661
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