There I was on a Thursday evening getting ready to beat my meat to some hot covid antibody chicks, but first I had to wait for the email with the passcode for my 7-day trial. When I stumbled upon an email from none other than Coxcykle stating that there that hares were needed for the weekend. While the image of Cocykles hairy legs emerging from his shorts turned my half-cub member full flaccid it did spark a fire inside and so became the “Cum while they sleep hash”.
With the amount of planning that goes into an unplanned child the trail came to fruition. With a few poorly laid turkey/eagle splits it shall be one trail for all…
! There would even be a beer check…although the beer check would be after 90% of the trail was r@n.
! FRBs…YES, there will be FRBS…but first we will let them sit in the hot simmering sun.
! And marks we would have marks…although many of them look as if they were made by a three-year-old…BECAUSE THEY WERE.
! And sleep, the non-contributors will take a nap after we lay trail…fuck no, because toddlers are little assholes.
If only there were some sort of technology that would tell us what the weather would be the next day? That it was going to be 105 degrees with 98% humidity!
As Just Brandon said, “there were 3 trails: Turkey, Eagle, and Chicken”. While there were some lefts that should have been rights and some straights that should have been turns, here are the hashers that made it to the Beer Check:
Ring Around the Russell
Dung Shit & Black and Tan