HVH3 #49 Hash Trash


Sunday, April 28, 2002 Anti-Cock's Wendell Farm (The NO more Whiskey in the Hottub Hash)

Well... um... ow....

I remember... let's see... cold... yes it was cold... and wet... then there was some beer. Some fine Pennsylvania yuengling lager... AND the porter, of course. Then BMP, FINALLY showed up, giving the hare, in full camo, the prod to get on with it. A pack of four kinda ran a bit, until the bull ring and electric fence had to be negoitiated. (that being a hundred yards or so) Then, the trail really began and was quickly lost as two of our pack ran straight by a false trail marker, the other two bumbling through the brambles to a quick beer check. Indeed, it all seemed to happen really quick. At one point all is well, then only a few shots later and.... but let's not jump ahead in our story. "Who said!" Trail rediscovered after bumbling about after the beer check took the pack up and back across a nice cold stream, BMP said deep, too. A big 'ol genuine Beaver dam was seen and a swamp at some point that two of us somehow never quite saw... really, no honestly, I'm not sure what happened, just managed to somehow not find the swamp. But I heard the crossing was also cold and deep. Regathered, the pack followed trail back to a 2nd beer check, back across the bull ring, electric fence, by the sheep, and some large birds.

All of a sudden, I think it was after the fine Irish Tullamore dew... the circle happened... which also involved some guy named Jack, or did he show up in the tub? The tub was reeeeeaaaally niiiiice and warm, quite intoxicating... like that Jack guy. When DID he show up? Before or after the homemade Chardonnay? I forgit. And there was mention of lambic as well. Definitely do NOT remember the lambic. I blame it on the hay I munched on to stay warm during the trail. Suppose to decoy the bulls but,... Yes definitely the hay, probably a little fermented, hallucinagenic fungus of some sort, causes strange behavior.

In the end the trail was very wet, very cold. The circle short, and the on after drifts off into that nether world that is... a rousing good on-after with understanding hosts. Copus no catchus, all must be wellus.

On-on
Canis Lickus

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