Shop N' Fuck
Jewels Of Duh Nile
Me Shrub You Long Time
Dancing Fool (appeared on trail and vanished into the night, as is his way)
Fanny Packer (arrived for circle)
The pack gathered in the newly minted location of Tabu and found the rooftop deck on a warm November evening. Groudhog Lay regaled us of his visit to London describing how he was almost taken by a brutish British woman and revolted by urinating in the middle of the street.
We moved to chalk talk where we celebrated real hasher love and Gag described the marks we should expect on that wonderful night. All arrows are true and trail started befittingly down a back alley to the first of MANY checks. So many checks! We maneuvered leaf covered cobbles to a song check where we learned of a bird on a pole and the related asshole, deciphered a back check 7, past a hot lady police officer, to another song check were we went bananas, and to the BN in a small park where the pack explored songs of Just Andrew's generation.
Things turned very adult as we learned that Just Andrew fantasizes about the pleasure of Debbie Gibson. Magically Delicious exclaimed "you want it in your mouth" within earshot of children and we can only assume she meant her lucky charms. Long Dick Sloth proclaimed "Welcome to church bitches, my long dick is in all of your faces", and there was much rejoicing.
Returning to our immature roots, Groudhog Lay demonstrated his athletic ability with an empty can and the trash container "Kobe Bryant - Black Mamba". (I'm not sure what that meant.) Lastll, Magically made a leaf angel and we were On On once more into the breech.
Trail headed down South Street to the cheers of locals out and about on the town. We navigated through checks to multiple songs and due to Shop's mobile sound system, belted "I want it that way" and "Relax, when you wanna come". Now that we were off the busy streets and down back roads we were being heckled to "KEEP IT DOWN" by people who clearly go to bed before nine. Fortunately the whiskey sour SN was quietly enjoyed at a bear-able playground and were were shortly On On to Rittenhouse Square for the Wakeshaw(sp?) version of El Camino and through another alley to the ON IN.
Circle was enjoyed by all who pulled themselves away from the Burlesque Show. First in was Statutory Consent and Last in was surprisingly the r*ceist Just Andrew.
Accusations were not recorded, but Slothy Seconds entertained us with a bevy of sexual bowling puns. (e.g. I love a 7-10 split! My lane is so oiled! I've got three holes & they are all available!)
Those who stayed past midnight had the pleasure of witnessing a feat of strength as Statutory Consent heaved up a 200lb hasher up for his birthday side-side, because nothing is too taboo to get a rise out of the BFM.