Run 1884 Rusty's April Fool Hash<br/>
Date: April 4, 2022<br/>
Hounds: Buttplug, Basket, Rusty, WIPOS, Just the Tip, PG, Just Pat, Cracker Jackoff, Donkey, Pubic, Crabby, Assquack, and their brood<br/>
Hare: WHO<br/>
Hashit: Buttplug<br/><br/>

It was my Tirty Tird birthday and I decided to venture to the hash, seeing as the weather was nice and it wasn't in West Bumfuck RI 100 miles away. The trail started at the mulch dump in Melville RI, which had the distinct odor of definitely being virgin territory. The usual wankers were present, then Crabby and Assquack showed up with the new addition to their family, and much rejoicing was had. Before long it came to be six tirty, and the pack was off down the trail.<br/><br/>

The first check led to a checkback 6, which nearly everyone made it to before turning around. Most people lost count and went all the way back to the check, before Pubic found the true trail through some shiggy to another trail, which was shortly thereafter followed by the Whiskey stop with a surprisingly good 69 themed Irish whiskey. A few songs were sung, and some new additions were made to the Wild West Show. After leaving the whiskey stop, we made our way though a couple obvious circlejerks, and came to the long road down to the water. Just the Tip went venturing back on the road back to the cars, and we didn't see him again until well into the beer stop, and there was much rejoicing. The rest of the pack made their way towards the water, with a few people shortcutting and skipping the rest of the obvious circlejerks through the woods.<br/><br/>

Eventually we came to the beer stop at the picnic table near the water, where there was a distinct lack of Captain's Daughter. The pack slowly filtered in, as the winding trail through the woods and many of the X's being splotchy had confused pretty much everyone at some point along the trail. There was a brief moment of sunset, and more family friendly songs were sung before the pack finally departed for the cars.<br/><br/>

On the out trail, many found it difficult to work their way through the overgrown paths filled with vines and sticks. At one point there was a loud snap, upon which Basket exclaimed he had broken his leg! There was blood everywhere, the bone was sticking out through the skin, he had even shat himself from the pain, and there was much rejoicing. Unfortunately this turned out not to be true, and he had in fact just tripped over and broken a stick. The disappointed back continued through the Super Fun site towards the cars, and circled up near the mulch pile. The trail was rated with many very generous ratings, but still came out with a negative 0. Surprisingly Basket did not get Hashit for believing his leg to be broken, as the temptation to bestow the gift upon me for my birthday was too strong. What a ripoff.