BH3 #550
Start: Borough Hall
On-In: Floyd’s
Hare: Just Lynn & Just Matt
Scribe: Trader Blows
If you are a normal person and it just happens to be the coldest day in the
last two years, you get some Mac N’ Cheese and rent a movie. If you are a
Brooklyn hasher, you put on those r*nning shoes and go in search of better
beer (more on this later).
I showed up at right about 7 to find most of the hashers warming up in a
nearby Starbucks. A few minutes had passed and Headlights decided that
we should all go stand in the cold instead. The hares gave chalk talk to 4!!!
virgins and told us that the trail wasn’t that long and that some parts were
marked in blue chalk. Wait… WHAT? Blue Chalk??? I knew someone was
going to be getting down downs at that moment, and it wasn’t just the
hares…
The pack took off and lost the trail about 600 yards from the start. After
some checking, we located the trail and went on our way through Brooklyn
Heights, Carroll Gardens and some other trendy neighborhoods of Brooklyn.
After about 4 miles, we wound up at the bar to find one (1) terrified hare
and canned beers. It turns out that, while performing his bag hagging
duties, Hoboken Dave somehow managed to digest peanuts and get an
allergic reaction, forcing Just Matt to take Hoboken Dave to the Emergency
Room.
After some defrosting, we discovered that Hoboken Dave was OK afterall
and the circle could commence. Here’s who got the down downs.
Hares: Just Lynn & Just Matt… for being hares
Virgins: Peter, Susan, Jull, and Carly… seriously. 6 degrees out! 6 degrees!
Kai & Dan: Something about not doing the circle at the GGFM on the
previous Friday.
Yours truly: For letting two virgin hares set trail (Ed. Note: I deserved it)
Just Dan: For calling his daughter, while on trail
Nice Jugs: for trying to kill Hoboken Dave by giving him a granola bar
Smashmouth: For ignoring calls on trail
Hares: For marking with cock-eyes arrow
Just Matt: For being a gentleman and saving Hoboken Dave’s life (taking
him to the ER)
Hares: For having shitty (but cheap) beer at the On-In.
After the circle, some of us managed to get fish and chips from the place
next door and others hopped on a bus to get back home…
On-Out,
Trader Blows