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Hare Blessings
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Friday the 13^th
Brings us out for some beer
And the hares say they laid
A trail full of horror and fear

The beautiful hare
Is Bed-N-Bucfest
Lepracock's just here
To stare at her breast

It may be a dead trail
But it won't be bad luck
So down your beers
This surely won't suck

Repeat after me;

Yada, yada, yada....
(Standard blessing)

Ship Wrecktum


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Hash Trash(es)
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Bed-N-Bucfest & Lepracock were the hares, Diaper Dasher was the FRB, Access All Areas was the FBI and Diaper Dasher won the Brainless Award.

Dab

It was Friday the 13th. Our mangled B&B and menacing Lepracock were haring a seemingly innocent trail. It started on a beaten path and went through a quiet suburban area. We were then forced to duck through the woods to the beer stop. The mayhem started here. Creamy, Rusty, and I were being attacked. Our blood being taken from us very slowly and painfully. Spicy watched and smiled as we danced around in pain. Creamy's remedy was to stand still and stop breathing. Damn mosquitos are attracted to carbon dioxide and movement. The sun set and we were off again. We immediately passed some seedy hecklers drinking and sitting on their porch. Then back into the dark woods we went. I was alone, separated from the faster runners and some runners that fell behind. All of a sudden I heard the screams of a male. Gasp! The only male ahead was Diaper Dasher! The screams were too far for any one to help. Then it was silence. I had no choice but to cautiously keep running but it was too late. I was being pursued on my right by a man previously hiding in the bushes but currently screaming at me and wearing a hockey mask. The palmetto to my left became my friend while I screamed and studied the perp. As I further observed it was Pen stationed to scare any passers by. While hashers behind were yelling "Are you?" I evilly stayed quiet so the surprise wouldn't be ruined. Bloody Mary's were next and then the on-in. Along the way Liquor was almost gravely injured several times. By the end we had all been spooked, however, it was Access and Rusty that spent the entire end of circle in torture devices. Back and forth, side to side, sometimes two or three at a time. Impressive and exhausting they had survived the hula hoops and ball tossings during end circle. Every one made it out safe and alive and because of this I'd have to say it was just another shitty trail.

On-Mouth is my hero for ordering 3 Kamikazes when she lost her keys.-On,

Inda Linda
 

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