Diaper Rides Pony Into The Sunset Hash
The hash started off well with an email from a hare informing everyone that the on-after bar was closing early and we would have to make a new plan. Oh well. We all showed up to enjoy an odd situation where we sold our firstborn child and then got a wristband that allowed us to pour our own beer for the pre-lube. It was extremely hot at circle and shirts were removed and insults hurled. The hares, led by Just…