Circle was brief - an introduction of the hares and then (at the insistent urging of Duzzy -- err, the pack) they were off. It was a trail only a most experienced hasher could follow. Up the hill. Down the hill. Circle jerk. Chick checks with no chicks in the group. Run-ins with the police. Up the hil---

Oh, yeah there were run-ins with the police. It seems that an errant hare put a BJ right in front of a bar. Not in the bar, but right in front of it. Not something that bar owners generally enjoy and something that they'll call the police about. And Whiney Bitch is just the hasher to meet this angry barkeep and put race relations in that bar back by fifty years. Then he got to meet the friendly officers of University City. The rest of the pack weren't quite as willing to meet and greet our favorite civil servants so they Zenned back to the start sans Beer Stop.

The hares eventually figured out that something was amiss when the hashers didn't come for beer. Waldo met up with a very angry Whiney Bitch and gave errant directions back to the Beer Stop. You can't even trust the hares when they are trying to be helpful. Whiney Bitch eventually made it back to the Beer Stop and a short okay time was had by a few. The hares and Whiney headed back to the start to find the rest of the pack.

Circle was short and cold. Duzzy got HashIt for spurning circle. Dicksmoker and St. Auggies Boy lured the rest of the pack out of the cold and into Cicero's where a good time was had by all.

All in all it was just another shitty trail

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