This shitty trail, as I recall, began and ended at a daycare center of sorts. While the children sang along to "Meet The Hashers", Mount Hee stole all of their stuffed toys and we kicked them around (the toys, that is) until their eyes fell out.

We blessed the hares and they took off in opposite directions like many married couples do. The eager hounds followed the scent of OB3, the horny hounds followed Jack the Ripper, and the true hashers drank beer and socialized while the pack sorted out the true trail. The true trail took us through grassy fields just like Jacks favorite movie The Sound of Music, then past a graveyard for a sign of things to cum, and finally back into the woods where JtR tied NFN Chris to a tree and played him a YBF banjo song. That was the last we saw of NFN Chris.

The trail then led us through a swampy, muddy (but refreshing) Mekong river tour. NFN Jeremy had bootcamp flashbacks, but the beer check brought everyone back to reality.

Several short-cutting bastards and some shitty trail later, we ended up back in the grassy fields searching for Julie Andrews. We found something better - cold beer and on-home! For some reason, the daycare kids went home and apparently didnt want to help us with NFN Linsey's naming. With a quorum in one hand and virgins in the other, we sent NFN Linsey back into the fields while we deliberated her true name. It was a difficult vote, there were many names that captured her reckless abandon of proper precautionary measures, but NFN Linsey became henceforth and forever known as "Red Monster Ambush". She took it well, and immediately commited alcohol abuse by throwing a beer over her head using "The Arm". She wanted more, so we did it again and covered her chest in sticky, frothy goodness. She said some went in her mouth. It was a great day.

This is history as recorded by Digital ANALyst.