The Night I Met Shamus In The State Forest, by Mr. Peabody

Run: #866, December 2, 2002

Hare: WIPOS
Scribe: Mr. Peabody
Location: Freetown State Forest
Weather: 35, Snowy
Present: W.I.P.O.S.(hare) EverReady, KNO, The Slasher Dr W.H.O., Oozing Syphilitic Dicktaphone, Mr. Peabody(me, the scribe) Basket Boom Boom, and Shamus

Well another Monday evening and I was sitting on the couch sniffing my balls when I notice Ever Ready adjusting her strap (head lamp that is).  Does that mean we are running through the woods again this evening?  OHHH I am excited, maybe I'll meet someone tonight, maybe someone else besides me will smell and scratch my balls ....

We wait and wait, and finally KNO arrives dressed for snow and hiking and off we go.  I am in the backseat anxiously awaiting the trail, I hear them talking of WIPOS and the trails he has set.  They are checking for extra shoes and mittens as they notice the snow falling.  I am now heavy breathing in anticipation (or was that them?)

The d'erections were a bit unclear or poorly defined but I directed KNO where the state forest was and there were the hashers, drinking their beer and adjusting headlamps ... is that what they were adjusting??   I jump out of the car and wait ... no Ben, no Jake, looks like it may be a fine evening afterall.

As we listen to WIPOS explaining the marks, we see lights down the long dirt road ... it's Basket Boom Boom and who is that beautiful creature ... they call him "shamus".   I am in love.  Off we go, I'm following that beautiful long tail sniffing as much as I can that fresh a*hole but I must turn back, KNO & Ever Ready are way in the back of the pack.  Why are they always getting lost?  And why are they always adjusting themselves??  ??  But, I digress ... where is that shamus ..........

We hike through the forest, over the streams and marked paths.  There is so much flour in this d*mn forest I cannot stop sneezing .. either too much or too little .. isn't that always the way.  We catch up to Oozing, then Dr. Who (who is limping from some fall), then we hear someone from behind, oh, we are excited, never mind it is WIPOS following his little tiny stamps he has stapled to trees in this thick forest. We let everyone pass us again and after a while we find fire and there it is; Shamus.  Off the leash and chasing after me.  We are running thru the fresh snow smelling, sniffing, a lick here and there but that Basket Boom Boom snaps a leash back on Shamus .. what?, I'm not good enough, with my sleek body and bodacious package?  I could make your dog happy.  Shamus wants me, I know it, we are in love ...But once again, I'm off the subject, the hash.

Everyone was enjoying the weird ale, laughing at Dr. Who's fall in the stream, commenting on the lack of Bondo, the loss of Tree House & Fowangi Boner and how Summer's Eve and Swallows My Pride were probably still trying to follow those d'erections from WIPOS.

Then Async left the circle just in time to put the fire out with bodily fluids and WIPOS turned us in the direction of the road.  A nice 2 mile jaunt back to the dirt road in the falling snow. Weren't we in a scenic forest, why are we running down the road? I did manage to scout out a few nice looking hounds in the neighborhoods we went thru and even took a nice dump in the roadway, it had to be me, Bondo wasn't around this night.

The circle happened back at the cars.  I got to "play" a bit more with Shamus until that mean Basket locked Shamus up in his cold car, so I went off to the woods to sulk.  Meanwhile, they sang there crappy songs, drank their crappy beer and gave the run a -.69 because of the great weather and the hashit (which was missing) went to KNO & Ever Ready for some stupid reason I didn't listen to.

Oozing and Async were whining about the cold, Dr. Who was whining about his fall in the woods (if a tree falls in the woods does anybody care?) and WIPOS couldn't figure out where to have the On In ... Once they all swung low, Ever Ready called one of her many satellite friends and lead them to The Assonet Inn.  What a find.  A juke box with country music, Milwaukee's Best beer and liver and onions for Basket Boom Boom and boneless buffalo chicken.  This is the recipe for even better sewage than Bondo's chile ... I'm sure everyone was thinking of the hash early the next morning on the throne....

On On

Mr. Peabody