Hares:Nads on Film and Sorry, What?
On In:Washington Commons
Starting just over the
After a rapid impromptu explanation by the hares I was off into the wilds of
Down-Downs were issued to the following:
Visitors and Virgins: Crickets. None.
Hares: Sorry,What? & Nads on Film– The trail was well received. A bit on the boring side but its length and width were deemed appropriate for such a cold night. Well done.
Ding!, for discussing his recent conquests on trail. Gentlemen never talk. Stay Classy Ding!
Just Jenna and Headlights were overheard discussing various epidermal conditions, puncture wounds and an excess of bodily fluids. Seriously? Gross.
FiremanTim – R*n to the start with me. Arriving late, he dropped his bag with the hares, who then promptly departed for the On-In. Tim waited in line for several minutes at a local McDonalds restaurant pretending to be deciding what he wanted to order, while all he really wanted was the use of the facilities. While waiting in line he cooled off to such an extent that he feared frost-bite to his extremities and ‘shortcuted’ the entire trail. He was reported to be recovering well after several beers.
SandySyphilis claimed to be leaving the country for a couple of months yet continues to show up at the Hash. It was also her birthday. Happy Birthday, Fuck You.
Barnacle was the hero of the night. He decided to be the F.R.B. the entire trail.
Splat! earned his name once again. After a long hiatus from r*nning trails he decide it was time to put those Splat muscles to work. He fell victim to a roving crack inthe sidewalk (Watch out they could be anywhere.) and smashed up his knee. He was also reported to be recovering well after several beers.
The JMs toasted themselves for upcoming 500th Brooklyn Shenanigans