While I would love to plead the fifth hole on this trail and never discuss it again, I have unfortunately made it my duty to share it with you all.

The hares Pink Cherry Liquor, Fap Jack and Dung-fu got things started at Callahan’s, a very classy establishment that we then tarnished with our half-assed formal attire.

The cheap (and stiff!) drinks and that Santa Cruz incense smell was a great place to pre-lube while also affixing fake mustaches, playing an awful game of pool and chit chatting.

All was well until the pack had to actually attempt trail. Right off the bat dBased was gone into the night leading the whole pack in the wrong direction and we only got back on trail thanks to Thmp (that should have been a chivalry on trail down-down).

Once back on trail we went walking along the poorly lit path and ended up on Branciforte. After a frogger-like cross of the road we were led through a neighborhood to PCL and

FapJack’s home for the classiest Liquor Check this hash has likely ever seen. Tiny martini glasses with gin or vodka and olives to top! It’s a shame Puff and dBased didn’t make it to this stop. We carried on trail back over to the seabright area. As the pack came out of an alley at San Juan and Parnell dBased appeared out of the darkness (who knows where he was, we would love to see the GPS trail of where he was the entire hash).  Princess mentioned we likely passed by the home of a woman who had given shit to her for being a hasher on a previous trail with our indecent and apparently difficult to remove chalk markings (perhaps next time trail leads by there we could sing her a hash song, possibly the one that goes “fuck you” a lot). Finally after a substantial amount of walking, where the most exciting thing to happen was Bacon Queef yelling “Penis”as a church service was getting out, we arrived at the home of Dung-fu for beer check where the classiness of the appetizers was cancelled out by the shittiest beer ever (Simpler Times).

Soon after the pack wandered over to Casa de Puff for Religion.

Religion went a little something like this. Puff and Virgin Kevin were called out for their lack of fancy attire (although the in-n-out Hawaiian shirt on Virgin Kevin was pretty slick). Puff and dBased (shocker) didn’t make liquor check and got down downs for that (their loss!). We found out Timmy was apparently ditched at SJC, let’s pray for his safe return.  Rat Pussy got not one, but TWO chivalry down-downs for bartending and purple dicks. The backsliders gave some excuses about their lack of hashes, Herpes Handcock was in a coma from excessive masturbation and Courtesy Flush tried to give some long excuse that I think boiled down to being too busy eating burritos to hash. Bacon Queef got her down-down for scaring church-goers with her love of “PENIS!” and she felt like calling Thmp out for excessive urination on trail. Then it was time to sacrifice virgins and we found out there was incest among Virgin Kevin and his sister Just Jo because she made him cum. Both Virgin Kevin and Virgin Sasha’s jokes fell on deaf ears as everyone was focused on seeing some intimate body parts, but alas none were to be seen. We also had a naming!

Just Maureen will now be known as “Fifth Hole” from here on out because when we asked her what her favorite sex position was she said she wanted to “take the fifth” but being the half-minds we are we could not figure out what the fifth hole was that she enjoyed taking it in!

In conclusion, we definitely put the “ass” in “class” with this hash wankers.

On-on,

Pussy Wood