So there we were on a bright sunny afternoon sitting around knuckleheads getting ready for a kdhmc ride. Puerto Rican and Plug decided to hare this one so Twat and I and Rotten Cherry were at his mercy (and believe me we were). PJ then decides to tell us that he has this great plan to head (who said head?) on over to the Fulton oyster festival for some oysters and music. We all think great idea??!!! It was a beautiful day and we start off following the leader who later admitted that he had NO idea what roads to take and where we were going. Along the way down some beautiful backroads, a couple of which smelled like a whore who had forgotten to douche after months of dirty sex, and almost getting blown on, i mean off the bikes we arrived in Rockport and on to dorados for our first beer stop. After being bounced up and down on the bike my poor bladder was screaming so I ran in for a piss break (go figure) and left Twat in charge of! the purse which is no big seal since he has several at home that he carries on occasion. Dorados was a great place so we sat around on the open deck overlooking the water after a beer and Plug's very potent foo-foo drink it was off to the festival?????? Riding down the bay, we pass some tents which looked like what should be the festival but no one was there. We head (yes I did say it again) to a hotel and PJ says that should have been it but lets find a circle K and see. So we turn around and go back to town, on our way we passs a sign that says (FULTON OYSTER FESTIVAL MARCH 4-7TH) hmm WRONG WEEKEND ASS. so we pull up next to PJ and ragged his ass. We pull into a circle K then to find a place for oysters since he did promise us oysters. At this point Twat and I pull off from the pack cause we had some other plans. they went found there oysters and did who knows what else . It was a great ride fun and entertaining even though our hare had no clue what he was doing it gave us a great idea for the following. weekend.