Trail # 158 – Great Falls, Sort-of

Hares: 14K C*ck, I Faked Them All, You Must Be ThisTall to Ride The Midget, And How’s Her Bus and Just John C.

Start: Can’t you read the title of this FN trash?!?

Purpose: nothing better to do on a Tuesday, plus we get to name Just John C something.

Virgins: (YEAAAA!) Just Liam, Just Christina, Just Fabrizio

Visitors: (WHAT-ever!) Balls on Barbwire & You’ve Got Tail

Returning wankers: Certified Underwater Naval Technician, Corn on the C*ck, Dry C*ck, Everybody Got Some, Foreskin and 7 Men Ago, Gay Ship Lollypop, Faked Them, I’d Rather F*ck My Sister, Just Becca, Just James, Just Matt and Nipoless Cage (w/a little someone in the oven).

Once again we started at the mean cross roads of Great Falls and Loudoun County in attempts to bother the residence and traverse some much needed shiggy.  The Hares promised to keep it short, flat and dry (bastards) but we knew better and sent them on their way at the appointed time.  We welcomed a few new faces, and some old and made sure to cover our virgins in the protective vests that have been handed down, but not washed, by those before them. 

Father Abraham began with a whistle and finished with a call for “Blueberry muffins!”, somehow Gay Ship heard “Muff In” and ran to make sure You’ve Got Tail! had her muff-in.  Afterwards the pack was away and off to our first resident encounter at the check back.  The Hares sent us through a yard that we were not welcomed in…OOPPS!  So Hot I’ll turn U Gay and I tried to smooth over the resident but she was just too damn talkative with her “blah, blah, yack, yack, blah.”  YAWN!  So we walked away and went around her manicured foliage and cough up with the pack further down the road.

Lead by the trusty Frick 2 Prick, the walkers were well on their way - the wrong way.  So across the street we went behind Your Honor I Suck C*ck & Just Linda and onto True Trail – see what happens when you follow a Prick!  Into the woods we found our lovely Hares (Faked Them and This Tall) and their version of a beer check; “This is how we do it down our way!” – They were saying.  Some beer and coolers were provided to all before we were sent on our way.

Some other SH*T happened between the walker beer check and finish but since I don’t recall all of it and don’t fell like making stuff up I’ll cut right to finish.

Good finish location and the beers were cold and plentiful.  Gay Ship made sure that You Honor, Just Linda, Got Tail, Everybody Got Some and other muffs were in; a witty one that Gay Ship, while Be Cuz He Can scoured the cooler in search of a “good” beer.  Circle got underway and our returners, including ASSume the Position (who I forgot to mention), were showered with affliction or something close enough.  Balls On Barbwire exclaimed that this trail was well worth his ride but he wished he had brought along a dry bag – wankers never learn.  Just Liam pulled himself away from Everybody long enough to have a down-down, while Nipoless enjoyed the refreshing taste of a cold St. Paulie Girl – NA of course!

Almost all was said and done except the nights name game for Just John C.  John provided us with much needed information like:

Misc. Pack member - “What’s you favorite sexual position?”

Just John C – “Yo mama!”

Misc. Pack member – “What’s your favorite farm animal?”

Just John C – “Yo mama!”

Misc Pack member – “What’s the square root of 144?”

Just John C – “12”

So you can tell that he was no dummy.  He did provide a few useful pieces of information that were just enough to keep him from being named, “I’d Rather F*ck My Mother”, but not too much more than that.

So from now on, at the SH*T hash - and in the World of Hashing – Just John will be known as Semen Quest (something about Navy diving and the coast of Atlanta or something…yawn!).

So that concludes another adventure in Tuesday hashing.  Come back again sometime and see what we got cooking!

On Out

The Udder Ho

pS…Yo Mama!!

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