Somehow I made it home from Brigadoon last night with my body intact and all my belongings. Same can’t be said for
Raquel Felch who left her shoes and hoodie on the subway and then visited St. Joseph’s Hospital for some stitches. She may not be the swiftest in the pack but she drinks like a, ummm... Kennedy. Formerly known as
Just Cicily,
Raquel got her name from a tenuous connection to the 1972 roller derby flick,
Kansas City Bomber.
In other news... if anyone sees a couple German guys wandering around Warden Woods, that would be
Just Karl from Dubai H3 and his friend
Just Kris. I remember them being present at chalk talk. I even remember them being on trail. I don’t recall however seeing them at the beer check. I hope they didn’t get eaten by bears or sumpin’.
I’ve noticed the bar on the corner of St. Clair and Victoria Park for ages but I’ve never had the nerve to enter. Brigadoon didn’t disappoint. Just the kind of atmosphere to make a bunch of half minds feel right at home.
It’s comforting to know that even if
Rose Eh isn’t physically present that there is always someone ready to assume her role. In this case it was
Wet ‘n Dirty. She so flustered hare
Sweet Cheeks during chalk talk that he forgot the true direction of trail. Eventually we figured it out and were soon running around Providence Centre where hash seniors
Sweet Cheeks and
Humpday have been shopping for an assisted living unit.
Entering Warden Woods,
Wet Pussy and
Humpday slipped off trail to enjoy some quality time while
Shampoo and
New Shoez got even more intimate. “Up to the second knuckle” according to
Shampoo.
I must say I’m impressed that
Sweet Cheeks was able to organize a fully staffed beer check in the woods. Apparently he had contracted with a local whose job involved keeping the fire stoked, providing directions and keeping us well supplied with Off. Otherwise he pretty much kept to himself while peacefully enjoying his Steeler king can. God bless him.
It was a gorgeous day, so with the fire roaring we decided to hold circle outdoors. A healthy number of down downs were handed out for sexual misconduct including
Wet Pussy and
Humpday for fondling and making strange noises,
New Shoez and
Shampoo for fisting on trail and Catholic school girl
Moist Leatherette for leading
Venta and
Raquel astray. Down downs also went to
Wet ‘n Dirty for channelling
Rose Eh,
Back Door Buzz for dressing like a hasher, and
Zephyr for not being DFL.
With
Raquel Felch duly named in a solemn ceremony, Mr. King Can pointed us back to civilization. Upon arriving back at Brigadoon the pack drank their weight in beer, ate Big Macs, compared scars and sang(?) a little karaoke.