Run #1645 As the Heron Flies!
Who’s Your Daddy fulfilled his dream of setting the Gypsies trail from Blue Heron Lake the formerly “sleeping” Stowe Lake in Golden Gate Park. Parking may be a at premium, but Manhole is the magician of parking space savers for the Outbeer. As soon as he spies it coming over the horizon a space always seems to magically appear! The tapping of the keg of Lagunitas IPA was accomplished quickly to avoid the usual tumult. Adopt A Pussy and Backside Banger barely had time to raise their usual plaintive whines before the piss was flowing! Who can resist the promise of a WYD trail? Certainly not TriCrapalete or Wet & Sloppy, both were there to stare admiringly at our hare, at least that’s what the hare said! Whack Job was “clowning” around when Wash This Asshole asked how she could *un in those floppy shoes; WJ’s response wasn’t pretty! Bitch Pimp suggested that religion might have a much-needed calming effect and Tongueless volunteered to deliver the cleansing sermon! T preached, as Rongjon would say, long and hard on the joys of family relations. A tear was brought to Ultrahead’s eye! On that note the pack was off in search of WYD’s promised flour and chalk. Trail crossed the parking lot and dropped on the trail paralleling Blue Heron Lake Dr. Our hare prides himself on staying off the concrete and he lived up that promise. The bridge leading to the steps climbing to the top of Strawberry Hill was crossed and marks led to the steps. The question became would the FRBs like Pastel Gazelle and Magnum, Not I follow their instincts and climb Strawberry Hill or would they realize that WYD would never do it? There is no need to provide an answer when you already know the answer, and it involves an ocean of sweat. Trail continued around the lake through the woods. Trail went past the Pioneer Log Cabin and eventually back to the start. The keg was tapped and the picnic table covered with Vitamin J and a Sacred Bucket filled with River Madness, Fits In’s answer to “take no prisoners!” In keeping with that theme E=MC Fucked poured his 5th, at least, cup of the River Madness and slumping against Dr. Kimble raised the cup and shouted, “Never to be taken alive!” 5150 arrived in his usual timely manner having, once again, successfully avoided doing any trail, no reason to cut into your drinking time! The keg does have certain magical properties; Hand Pump started to fill his vessel when a cloud of smoke engulfed the keg! When the smoke cleared Cheese Turd had magically appeared! Clearly WYD’s efforts had the outcome he’d desired. Cheers.
On In!