Wandering through Earl Bales Park on Monday evening I thought I stumbled across an auto parts swap meet. Then I realized it was just the boys stealing catalytic converters from parked cars. New Shoez drew the line however when they got to the Coke mobile.

It was nice to see COD there with his classic 1988 Sunfire. He even allowed us to stash our bags in the boot. While the local nerds talked aerospace Prince Valium pondered the meaning of licence plate SWTDREAM. Duh... it’s obviously a tribute to Humpday. Get it? Get it?
It’s been crazy weather for hashing lately as another of those great North York monsoons swept through shortly before Birdbrian laid his trail. This necessitated him to warn the crowd to get to high ground if the rains returned.

After a brief chalk talk the miserable new sheriff sent the pack away at 7:15. This left latecummers Casket Case and Back Door Buzz to attempt trail on their own. They failed.
The rain had made the trail treacherous but it was not all bad. Wet ’n Dirty was thinking about harvesting the ankle deep mud for use as a facial. Anything would be better than that sticky white stuff she has been using recently.

After a brief encounter with a Labrador retriever and its wannabe lab technologist owner, the pack sprinted alongside the 464 yard 2nd hole at Don Valley Golf Club. Minutes later the appearance of Hash Paparazzi Casket Case heralded our arrival at the beer check.
Once Humpday and his little mosquito friends had been shooed away it was decided to have circle at the beer check.

After the hare, the first down down went to Wet ‘n Dirty for whinging about travelling 1hr and 20mins on TTC for a mammoth 1.87K trail. Back Door Buzz was handed one for spraying it not saying it and Birdbrian got one for thinking about sticking his noodle in poodle disguised as Hannibal Lecter.  Standing in for Rose Eh, Shadow gave prick of the week to Moonman for dressing left.

With circle closed we all piled into hashmobiles and drove to the Aristokrat... the Filipino restaurant, not the movie. There we feasted on crispy pata, lumpia, dinaguan, and various organ meats while Pinay crooner Rebecca entertained us with some of her karaoke favourites.
In case you are wondering... we’re still waiting for the lab results on the unbleached flour.