Hounds: Tina, Cumbag, The Slayer, PBR, Sinnabar, Dip Stick, Dip Shit, nnThomas
This old hat of a trail started from NBA's abode, a location known so well to the populace of Doo-Dah, that even with no published address, hashers were able to make their way to her den of debauchery. In typical lazy fashion, NBA asked the hounds if she really needed to lay trail, since "you all get the point by now". The hounds protested and sent her upon her plodding way. Once out of earshot, Dip vowed to run trail blindfolded and mark it just as well as the Hare ever could.
The Hounds took off and were immediately threatened by lightning strikes and flash floods on trail. Luckily trail was reinforced by Dip's nearly invisible blue marks, so in case the Hare's bright pink marks were washed away, the Hounds would have a second trail they would not be able to see.
Trail took the hashers through a surviving Manson Family acolyte's back yard where Cumbag said a prayer to nnCharlie's graven image in the window. His prayers were answered in the form of a Beer Near a few short blocks away... On the very porch of the house he shares with Poopy.
At the BN, Poopy introduced the Hounds to her dogs, nnZaida and nnRubby. Not satisfied that the hashers were suitably impressed by her dogs, Poopy gave them the kill order and chased the hashers off her porch. Luckily, none of the hashers left their beers behind to be devoured by the foul beasts.
Thunder and lightning crashed continuously through the second half of trail, and certain of the fairer hashers began to be frightened. Fortunately, Sinnabar was on hand to comfort the shaking and wide-eyed Tina and PBR, repeating over and over that "being struck by lightning doesn't even hurt, and you'll both be dead in moments".
Back at the ONIN (NBA's house, for something different) Dip Shit was mixing margarita limeades for himself when the hashers showed up. Though we had to pry the margaritas out of his angry little fists, it was well worth it to have such an exotic libation to celebrate such an un-exotic trail.
Circle was performed with Dip as honorary co-hare, who kept shouting, "MY 1000th HASH IS BEING CELEBRATED THE WEEKEND OF JULY 11th THROUGH THE 13th! PLEASE VISIT OUR TORNADO ALLEY FACEBOOK PAGE OR TAH3.COM FOR DETAILS!" Of course we all knew this, but he shouted it anyway.
Circle was slightly damp and since Puff wasn't on trail, there were no deadbugs to be performed. However, the hashers drank their fill and ate the hot wieners that PBR so kindly wrangled for them. And all rejoiced.