BFM # 275 On, On Top
I entered Drinkers Tavern and immediately saw Atilla the Hung wearing a fetching FUKUDOME T-shirt. I knew it would be a special night.
Who came: Fruit of the Clue, Midnight Tranny, Cause for Blindness, Flounder, Mr. Snuffleupamuff, Reginal Discharge, Atilla the Hung, Big Tackle, Sex Denied Tonight, Shitty Date, Just Peter, Just Aimee, Hold the Sausage, Short Distance Rimmer, Silence of the Clam, Mediocre & Stupid, Swollen Cockpit, Target, Rear Engineer, The Rash, Ass Ventura, Just Brian, E=MyCock², Snap-off, Heave Ho, Just Jill, WonderBlow, Cousin It, Bonsia Bush, H2Ho, Dr, Squealgood, Fire down Below, Soft-core Analyst, Where’s My Vagina?, Just Shane, 2 Clump Chump, Son of a Goatfucker, 2nd Cumming, Cleavage to Beaver, Goes Down Often, Cherry Poppins, Just Alex, Working Girl
Midnight Tranny and WonderBlow set out to lay trail. After Sausage’s very authoritative chalk talk, the mob headed deeper into olde city. Trail went under a nasty-ass smelling tunnel before leading toward Franklin Square where a classy shindig was going on. The mob of course ran right through the middle of it, causing fear and general disarray.
Trail continued, and we were just west of Chinatown before I started to suspect that something terrible had happened. We were still heading away from the bar, it had been 30 minutes of trail with no beer check, and E was missing. Now for all you newbies, this can only mean one thing: E caught the hares and we were in for a long-ass, beerless trail. Sure enough, 2 blocks later I saw Tranny and Wonderblow standing on a corner waiting for the pack. At 15th and Race, we could see Westy’s in the distance, and there was a short debate on whether or not to have an impromptu beer check. Instead, some naïve ones said, “No, let’s not have one now. E will lead the pack to a beer check soon enough.” Fools, all of us! Trail crossed Logan Square, then up toward Rittenhouse Square before heading back to the bar in essentially a straight line for 19 blocks.
Circle:
Hares: Midnight Tranny, WonderBlow, E=MyCock²
Virgins: Just Shane (Just Brian), Just Devin (Cleavage to Beaver), Just Steve (Ibid)
First in: Cousin It
Last in: Muff
Cums latelies: Heave Ho, Atilla the Hung, STD, E=MyCock², (Tranny and WonderBlow)
Autohashers: Goes Down Often, Cherry Poppins, 2nd Cumming, Reginal Discharge, Fruit of the Clue, Just Alex
Accusations:
Heave Ho (Race tag 269 on her shoe)
Reginal Discharge for something, probably racing (2 Clump was her proxy)
Medi-Stu for impersonating a Jew (she had a Kazakhstani/elaborate-looking-yamaka-ish hat on)
Bay 2 Breakers crew drank for leaving Stan in Monterey, CA: Where’s My Vagina?, Muff, Softcore, Fruit, Medi-Stu, Reginal Discharge
H2Ho for r*nning a race before this night’s hash
Birthdays: Ass Ventura and Reginal Discharge
Contest: Most Embarrassing Naked Moment
W inners were Where’s my Vagina? for naked quad racing, Bonsai Bush for titty-flashing her father at her wedding, and Cleavage 2 Beaver for skinny dipping with coworkers, which made for interesting water-cooler talk the following Monday
Announcements:
June 11th Prom at TA Flannery’s
June 13th going away party for Cherry Poppins (tentatively a barbeque at 2 Clump Chump’s place, ask around for more reliable details)
June 18th- Solstass in Manayunk
After Circle, Beaver sang the mob a new song, this time about Stan (lyrics to be posted eventually). There was also a lot of spanking, breast touching, and twat shots which prompted the following remarks:
1: We could probably film a BFM porn.
2: What would you call it?
1: On, On Top
On, On,
Little Red Riding Wood
SO… not sure who Just Jill is (is this why I was confused with Jill???) but Just Jen was certainly present!!!
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