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#1239

10/16/2013

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Hare:  Amanta F & F
Hounds:  Dip, NBA, Puff, nnTambra, Anything Goes, Octoteste, nnColt, Hummer, Gooey


Since Trash Team D likes to name some of our trails, this trash writer will continue in that tradition.  This trail could be called  "Chalk?  Markings?  What For?" Trail".  Even after close to 16-odd (very odd) years of hashing, Amanta still has not mastered the art of actually laying down trail that either makes sense, or is visible to the human eye.  The hounds were not 10 feet out the door of Biggins before we had our first example of what we were in for.  Had we known what awaited us, we would have turned right around and gone back inside the bar for the beer.  

The first mark was right outside of Biggins' front door, pointing due east.  After scouring the ground for two blocks in the direction we were pointed, we realized that we had to go back to the start, because, after all, this was Amanta, and there was no telling where she actually meant us to go.  Instead of straight ahead (who said...?), what she really meant was diagonal off to the left through the parking lot.  This was only the beginning of the torture that lay before us.  The next CF was on Washington St. where we came to an intersection, with NO marks visible in ANY direction.  Amanta claimed afterward, as we were stringing her up to the nearest tree, that because of the sprinkles of rain, she hid the marks under overhangs of bushes so that the rain wouldn't wash them away.  But it also prevented us from actually seeing them.

I will not belabor the details of this experience, since Amanta was sufficiently and appropriately punished for her sins at the on-in.  Let it just be said that trail meandered off to the north and east, then west and south, and then eventually brought us to the beer near at Jay's, where the beverages were cheap and we pretty much had the place to ourselves.  Trail then took us off to the south where the whole pack totally and completely lost trail by 1st Street.  Apparently, trail went by the Arena and then up and over the railroad tracks before coming back to Biggins.  But since the entire pack lost trail long before this, no one was subjected to this torture, um, I mean, this part of the trail.

Back at Biggins, circle was conducted by our venerable RA at a very large table.  So large, in fact, that no one could hear from one end of the table to the other, thanks mainly to the lousy acoustics and the drunk bar patrons at Biggins.  I assume that songs were sung, accusations were flung and there was much rejoicing.  Although, it was hard to tell....On on!
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Octoteste
10/25/2013 01:56:19 pm

nnColt always makes friends at gay bars, his milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.... but no free drinks :(

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