Aristole & McGreogor’s
Whenever I think of Aristole & McGregor’s I’m reminded of Shampoo who once said “Oh boy... Scottish food and Greek beer.” Anyway, they always look after us and it is staggering distance home for a number of hashers. It’s also hard to beat a pitcher of beer and 30 wings for $19.99.
On Monday, a crowd of about 15 gathered
there to help Sex Toy celebrate her
35th birthday. At
The trail itself was rather uneventful with a recently recuperated Six Inches Under leading the way. Sometimes he even went in the right direction. The pack was reunited briefly after the Church of the Transfiguration only to have Casket Case steer the half minds to the Red Lantern. Unfortunately the trail went in the opposite direction. I know he’s only been hashing for a short while but perhaps someone should take him aside and explain to him the bit about following the marks.
It wasn’t long though before the gazelle, the cheetah, and the bear sniffed out the keg of beer in the rear of Chez Birdbrian. We actually mighta been better off at the Red Lantern cuz as Wet Spot said, the beer tasted “like apple cider that someone farted in”. Ummm... might be time to wheel that dead soldier back to the brewery.
Back at Aristotle & McGregor’s, Wet’n Dirty handed out the usual down downs including one to the birthday girl and one to serious backslider Dr. Zeus. Just as the GM was finishing her announcements, Drinks like a Girl appeared. Apparently he had been delayed at yet another immigration hearing. After settling our tabs the party continued Chez Sex Toy where she was feted with a bitchin’ carrot cake compliments of Chase Bakery Inc.