What: Cumbridge H3 Dance party pre-lube trail
Where: Mircle of Science
When: 6HST, Friday June 27, 2014
Who:
Hares:
Krusty the Meatmiser, Goat Throat
Pack:
Can’t Eat Pussy, Wikipedophilia, Schindler’s Fist, THE 2nd
Cumming*, Friar Fuck, 5” Penatly, Just Girl Who Brought the Virgins, Easy as
1,23, Easy to Please, Bum Fucking Vagabond, 3 ring cervix, Mr. Bean, Virgin
Girl, Virgin Guy, Virgin Guy Who Was Scared of Me, Plus 2 Coonass, Yellow dick
gnome, Clit notes, Blonde McFucksalot, Just Pat, Other justs, Save a Tree Ride
a Cowboy.
Prelube:
On my way to the prelube, as I was passing a muggle in
running gear, I was asked if I was a hasher and if I knew where we were going,
after answering in the affirmative to both questions, I dratted across Mass Ave
and into the Mircale, finding just CEP quietly sipping a beer. After explaining
some things to the justs – that they can drink at the bar – we started milling
around and cheering as pack arrived and we slowly started to take over the bar.
Right about the time that the establishment was getting annoyed with us the
hares finally got gay, straight, ambiguous, or whatever happens at the Krusty
Goat and left us to our own devices. After having another round at the start,
bag car was called and we left. Bag car was appartently a 5 minute walk away,
but eventually we circled and CEP explained to us the marks we would be seeing.
Trail Square:
Starting in front of the prelube, trail turned down Mass ave
towards Boston for a block or two until the first check, the justs and 5inch
scouted right, but came back without anything and the rest of us ran straight,
checking both sides of the street, before doubling back and finding marks
right, leading us eventually to a song check by a housing project, then towards
the One Kendal Square development to a CB 4, looping through a loading dock
then out to some train tracks. There were no marks on the train tracks, though
a fence which I hopped when doubling back to find trail, and which Kursty
admitted to jumping when he lay the false. Trail ran towards Kendal proper and
up some stairs to a BC on top of the Marriot.
BC Roof Deck:
Pack swelled here, with Vag, a Just, and 2nd
showing up. The walkers – who were in equal number to the hashers – had bet us
there and we nicely handing out ice cold beers. Topics of discussion included,
but were not limited too, the German invasion of the Caucuses, marathon theme
ideas, and car pools to Poof. Eventually we noticed that the hares had been
gone for a while (sex on trail? Most likely) and we decided to chance after them.
Trail Line:
Down the stairs and through the google rainbow lobby trail
led us across Main street, and behind the Kendal Square in, through a hole in
the fence, then back to Main street to a check by the MIT dorms, I think. Trail
ran into what I’m calling the MIT quad to a song check in front of the amphitheater.
Pack reformed and sang the hasher-scale-song then ran up the stairs. Others of
us, knowing that what goes up must come down, ran around amphitheater and found
it coming out the other side. A few back alleys later, trail pretty much ran
through every building in the MIT campus – or at least that’s how I remember. I
was solo-FRBing at that point, so the smaht kids just ignored me. There was a
song check by some flag pole that pack reformed at, and trail went back through
another building before finally cross Mass Ave (after another song check).
Through the main quad – I think – (the one near the dorms and cafeteria), trail
hit upon a dick check followed by a Beer Mile Near. Pack all of a sudden got
both nervous and excited at this unexpected development, but it was an FBM
(false beer mile) and trail ran down the rail road tracks to On-In at
Washington Park.
On-In (but not the end of trail)
The pack arrived before bag car and was informed that while
we were physically at the OnIn, we were not finished with trail. This generally
confused the pack, us being simple minded creatures, but we waited patiently
until goat came running down the street followed by Coonass driving the
goat-mobile. Once the beer had arrived we were told what was going to happen
next.
YARD Challenge:
I’m pretty sure I’m getting the acronym wrong, but,
whatever, it probably stands for “Y’all Are Really Dumb.” Pack was broken up
into 6 4-person teams (maybe) and told what to do.
1.)
Drink a hand-held box of wine. As a team. The
person drinking needs to be on their back and cannot touch or hold the box (ie
they have to be fed).
2.)
Drink a 22 0z can of beer while changing
clothes.
3.)
Slap shots.
Depending on whom you talked to, either team #1 or #2 won,
but it doesn’t really matter, since we all either lost (or won) since we all
completed it.
Circle-
Finally started. The hares were called in, and told that
they should have used more flour and chalk. FRBs and FBIs, and DFLs were called
in, then we got to the 3 virgins. Cumbridge dementing is the abridged version,
as we showed them how to do a down-down, then sang an interesting version of a
madona song before welcoming them. If any other kennel wants to properly dement
them, they can. We then called anyone who had run a real cumbridge (non beer
mile) trail into drink, SATRAC, 2nd, Krusty, Goat, Frair, and Fisty
drank for that one. We were running out of beer so “whatever they really call
it” down-down was brought out and awarded to Krusty and Goat for trying to
revive the non-BM version of the kennel.
We swang low, then stumbled to the Cambridge dance party to
dance our faces off.
On – DANCE – ON
-Wikiepedophilia
Announcements:
Wednesday: In-Da-Panties
Day,
Where: Clarke's
at Faneuil Hall, Merchants Row, Boston (nearest T is State St, or
Haymarket)
When: 630 HST
Friday- July 4th – Beer in front of the Hyatt? Maybe?
Does anyone want to do this?
July 10,11,12: Invihash
August 14-17: GAP
September 13th: !!!AGM!!!
November: PTH3 SADDIE HAWKINS
December: Anti-Buffet
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