Run # 2049 The WIPOS Snotty Returns Hash<br/>
Where: Virgin Territory found at Paull Park, Warren RI<br/>
Hare: WIPOS<br/>
Hounds: WHO, OOzing, Rusty, Just the Tip, Just David, Just Pat, PG, Snotty, Basket, Shemale, Barley Manbelow and Hym Wrong Gye<br/>
Hashit: Basket (week #2)<br/><br/>
The directions from the Hare sucked, but I got blamed again. Hello, Just send me a pin, address #, or something to nail down the start, and I'll figure it out. Then, THIS IS IMPORTANT, confirm what I post so we all agree and do it before SUNDAY NIGHT.<br/><br/>
This was a new location and despite it being a small parking lot with kids playing baseball at the field, we managed to fit most in and the carry-over went to the Mount Hope High School parking lot just across the street. At the appropriate time the pack started out towards Rte 136,and took a right going north for a few hundred feet before finding a trail leading into the woods.<br/><br/>
At the first check Shemale went left with much of the pack, while I went right over some neat little bridges along with a few others. We all merged together in a short distance with SM calling, "all trails are true." This was the last we'd see what I'd call 'trails' and led us into maybe the best shiggy in a wee bit. Complaints of the poison ivy and shit-muck amongst the skunk cabbage was loud and universal. Whiskey was found in short order and the complaints settled down for a bit as the pack congealed in a small clearing. WIPOS was acting weird looking for something in his pocket and I asked him if he was okay. He grunted something and with my bad hearing I nodded okay.<br/><br/>
It was not long before we were back on trail and the muck got muckier, the skunk cabbage got stinkier and much thicker and the obstacles of fallen trees, flowing streams and very classic RIH3 shiggy covered our trainers. Soon we hit the Turkey/Eagle split and while most (the smarts) took T while a tird (the not so smarts) went on E.<br/><br/>
I followed Rusty on T and we zigged and zagged our way out to an exit onto a driveway out to Elbow St, and back into the shit zone. Someone he found the 'B' on a rock and we searched for a terminal amount of time before Rusty and Just David pulled out the backpack filled with beer. We enjoyed a beer and snacks as we waited for the rest of the pack to arrive.<br/><br/>
Songs were sung as we enjoyed a beer or two, while the Hare was preoccupied off in the distance. He was on his phone and still acting queer, but he was WIPOS so we didn't pay much attention. Eventually, he joined the pack and we sang a good many of our old standards and Barely did one or two of his songs (he's got big balls, huge balls...). It wasn't long before WIPOS confessed that he'd lost his keys and, as his car was locked, we didn't have any more beer than what was left in the backpack, so beer for the Circle was now in question and that was not a good situation.<br/><br/>
A small discussion about where he last used his keys and where they were last seen ended with a few of us going over to see if he left them in his car. I was first and discovered nothing in the keyhole, so I said I'd go back to the whiskey stop and look for them, but as I started out the driveway, there they were in the middle of the roadway. Instead of being the hero, I was accused of stealing them. Picking them up in front of the pack, I was not called a god, nor a great human being, but falsely accused, especially from Shemale and the Hare. It was not until the next day that WIPOS acknowledged how lucky he was to have old Hawkeye Basket on trail tonight.<br/><br/>
We grabbed to cooler, took it back to the BS and circled up. The run was rated very high for a WIPOS trail. (we've had some really shity shit-shows from him) and he drank for his terrible trail marks on the Eagle the even he admitted doubled back and lost the FRB's in limbo for a bit.<br/><br/>
Backsliders Snotty and Barely Manbelow were abused and drank for their sins. Then I got Hashit for being a god and we travelled to a pub to finish the night.<br/>
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