We were off headed in the direction of Cuba. After 20ish minutes we discovered the obviously trembling hare's emergency beer pack. The hounds rejoiced and consumed the beer lord's nectar. As we were about to resume the hunt, Fartacus mentioned that there was a beer drinking fundraiser for school children at the Bottle Cap. Our Tyrant then asked if the school children would be there......... Then things went to shit. Tip for future hares. DON'T LAY TRAIL IN CIRCLES. We are but a simple minded beer drinking drunk bunch. Circles are confusing.
Seeing as more nectar needed to be found the decision was made to head on-home. Nursin' an STD was then dubbed the new hare and we made our way back to Higg's Beach. Honor to STD and The Queen's Enema for their lovely portraits of vaginas they drew for us as on-ons during the trail home.
Need less to say when we arrived on-home, the hare was nowhere to be found. We then moved our merry group behind the civil war fort thingy for religion. Oh and the hare found us 20 or so minutes later. We then greeted new hashers to out ranks! Welcome Jingleballs and his counterpart Just Renee, and also to the visitor from LAH3: Meal Ready to Eat. Honor to MRE for showing us the fine LAH3 guidelines that helped get us more drunk and let us see the wonderful mammaries of many Harriettes (FIVE wonderful pairs of breasts, people!!!). Shame to Jingleballs for coming from a shitty hash in the middle of the ocean on some island no one has ever heard and not knowing a single song. The Virgin Just John was then brought into the circle. He made a slightly humorous yet not memorable joke, preformed his down-down and them promptly relieved himself of of his sacred nectar. Shame on Just John for wasting perfectly good beer.
We then sang many a joyous song, swung low, and rendezvoused for martini Monday at Virgilio's where we found Pleasure Me Orally and Salty Green Rim-Job who had SKIPPED THE HASH!! Oh, and Jingleballs got shit on by a bird and I finally, thanks to MRE, got to see Miss Squirts-a-Lot's epic boobies.
Honor to MRE for teaching us of "The Guidelines"!!! She is ALWAYS welcome back at our trails! Honor to all the harriette's who blessed us with their "presence". Honor to our Hash!
POST EDIT: It appears we had a SPYING BLOGGER in our midst! Who took photos without permission and wrote terrible accusations against us! We'll make her do a DownDown when she returns. ;-) To see it, go to: http://thebabblingconch.blogspot.com/2012/09/first-key-west-hash-oy.html