AH3 #1228
Jug Tugger, Try A Fuck, She Mussel Bitch, and The Body
Walnut Creek Redux
7/23/06

The hash this Sunday started from the familiar Walnut Creek Park, but with a small twist. Instead of all gathering in front of the pool, as usual, we gathered in front of the baseball field a little bit further up the road. I was running right on hash time, which means that I got there about 20 minutes after the "official" start time. I was on the phone giving SMELLS LIKE TEEN FANNY directions on how to get to the park, so I missed chalk talk. I'm sure they said something about no blow jobs, some falses and so on and so forth. Something new to this hash, well, new to me anyway, was that we all got a dollar bill to safety pin to our shirts.

Turns out, trail started by the pool, so we ended up running to the usual starting place. CORNHOLIO, SLTF and myself were going through some familiar terrain, so CORNHOLIO took off running. SLTF followed suit, and I did as well. After about 50 yards or so, SLTF trips and dove boobs first into the ground. After she hit the ground, she yelled out "SAFE" and promptly sat up. She dusted herself off, got up and started inspecting her injuries. She had some road rash on her legs, and her hands and that's all that I could see. She thought she may have rubbed off a nipple when she hit the ground. I offered to check that for her, but she politely declined and checked for herself. Turns out, she didn't lose a nipple at all.

Eventhough we were solidly DFL's we caught up to GLOWORM and his virgin, whatever his name was. We made it in to the water check in pretty good shape. From there, we took off through the neighborhood streets to the most wicked check ever. The trail marks are about a quarter mile away and there were 8 possible directions. Very, very cool.

From there, we went through a park where SMUTT MUTT decided to climb up on the chin up bars and do some extra exercises. Shadow, his dog, was standing there staring at him like "WTF?" Eventually, we made it into the first beer check and sat around for a bit. SLTF got her hand looked at, and between THE BODY, RAINBLO NOT SO BRIGHT, and some dude from Malaysia, they managed to get all the pebbles out from her hands.

From here, we took off along the trail again, and eventually made it to Mickey's Thirsty Lounge. That's where we ended up using the dollar bill for some dollar beer. I think this was the best beer check sans pool so far this year. It was in the air conditioning, the place wasn't too smoky and people were moslty enjoying our being there. After a little bit, we all took off again and headed back to Walnut Creek Park. The hash was A to A, which was just fine with me cuz that meant I could just walk to my car and take off without having to wait for a ride.

Circle was convened after we had some yummy curry. The birthday girl came out and drank for being The Answer. The hares drank for a shitty trail, the FRBs drank and about half way through circle, the DFL, WICKED ITCH IF THE YEAST, showed up. Apparently, before trail started, she boasted that she knew exactly where trail went. Guess she didn't. A surprising accusation, was leveed on THE BODY, for laying trail from his car. His response was classic "When one hare drinks, all hares drink" and all the hares drank.

We swung low, then took off for the on on on at the northside hash pub, aka The Hideout. I went home and finished up my laundry