Pack: Not In My Hair (Guest RA), Tits Of Steel, Statutory Consent, 60K9, Rear Ender, Sphincter Grease, Magically Delicious, Me Shrub You Long Time, Strawberry Shartcake, Slothy Seconds, and Groundhog Lay.
Volunteer hares had dwindled in the winter cold and as the pack gathered they came to the realization that one of us would have to lay trail. Fortunately Shop’s luck is as good as his looks and he drew the honor of setting our marks. We gave him a head start and reviewed the chalk talk of possibilities. Honestly there were some marks we didn’t understand (was that a Jesus fish or a salmon check), but as we were all veteran hashers, off we went once ore into the breach. ON-ON.
The night gave us a small pack and with a small pack comes the chance for intimate conversation. At one check, Slothy wanted to discover just how much mightier the pen is. Later a beautiful song check gave us the chance to sing of Father Abraham, Magically molested a fountain, and Not In My Hair solved trail through Dexter-like skills of flour spatter analysis. ON-ON
We found a warm and welcoming BN at the Cherry Street Tavern where Rear Ender told tales of the west and the tumbling “Tumble-weave” which can be found rolling through downtown Dallas. Outside the BN we reinvigorated our winter hashing spirit as Magically led us through a chicken power team warm up. Back on trail the pack dodged an old man wildly swinging a tennis racket and discussed the upcoming AGM and Mismanagement past. Apparently in the eyes of Slothy “Sex Toys was perfection. He came every week!” ON-IN
During circle we were rejoined by Groundhog Lay who had autohashed and tempted 60K9 with his thick juicy bone. We also discovered that in 2019, if you’re not doing butt-stuff, you’re not straight.