Hare: Tina Eat the Piss
Hounds: Cumbag Shitpants, Poopy the Slayer, Piss Car Poor, NBA, BP, nnCollin, PPL, Sgt. Semen Sucker, Butt Tickling Ken, Dipstick, BDub, Butt Her Finger, nnKim
Our beloved hare, Tina, is finally close to perfecting his technique of dead-laying trail. Soon he will have it down so well that he doesn't have to bother with trail at all; he will have trained some child or a trained monkey to lay trail for the payment of a Coke or a banana.
Starting from Whiskey Dick's on Seneca by the Kellogg overpass, the pack took off and were halted by a nearly inscrutable check about a half block from the start. The hare tested the limits of the meaning of 359 degrees and took us back almost to where we started to find the next mark. Trail then took us to the east toward West High School (passing a woman who desperately needed a beer and started running barefooted after the FRB). We eventually found a mysterious Llama Near, which turned out to just be Tina. For some unknown reason, we were required to wait under a bridge with the hare until he enigmatically decided to lead us to the beer near which was waiting for us under the next bridge to the north.
After re-hydrating, the pack took off along the river (with the hare tagging along with us) and we followed marks through Delano and then under yet another overpass where the inscrutable mark BB promised us some sort of undrinkable liquid. Fortunately for us, the hare forgot to stash the beverage, thus saving us from the experience. We then found ourselves back at Whiskey Dick's, and after several pitchers of golden nectar, we bid a fond "Fuck Off" to our baby boy, Cumbag Shitpants, who decided to grow up and abandon his Mother Hash. Sniff, sniff, waaaah! On on!