Chef begins chalk talk & we have a new trail marking special for tonite's events - W.O.F.T.C (watch out for the clowns). ((insert circus music)) After the quickest "Father Abraham" we are walking. Trail of course takes us straight to the American Bank Center where we are blown (not by the clowns) away by the smell of elephant shit. Yup, we made it to the circus. Butt to our dismay, no clowns or anything. But there were plenty of camels on trail. At least their "Toes" were spotted by Chef. Moving on past the ABC around to the Heritage Park and back towards downtown. Damn this is a long ass trail & we haven't even hit the 1st beer stop.

As we continue on cursing those damn hares, we are finally led to Cheers for our 1st beer stop. Thank the nectar Gods above. We consume our beer, sing our ditties & are given our clue. "GET LIQUORED UP AT THE LIQUOR STORE". I immediately go next door to the booze shop & ask for our next clue. The guy behind the counter says, "Your clue & your bottle." Now when have you ever walked into a booze store & walked out with a FREE bottle & no cops were called? Never, until now!!!! Gotta love the hash. I take both and exit the shop. A nice "warm" bottle of Watermelon Pucker & our next clue,"HEAD ACROSS THE STREET TO PARKING SPOT "69" & CONSUME." On on we to go 69 & pass the bottle around. Butt wait a minute, there's another clue. (looks to me like the hares have way to much time on their hands.) "HAVE A HANK-ERING FOR A COLD ONE?" Well, let me tell you, after a warm pucker - I would loved to get a cold one in me. (did that cum out right?) On on to Hanks were we are greeted by one of the male bar fly who insists on kissing everyone's hand (pass the wipes please). As we sit around drinking EZ Cums and I are in deep conversation about vibrators, that it makes the barfly blush. Hurry GGJ & get home, I'm horny & out of batteries. We finish our beers & are told that in order to get the next clue we have to singlely introduce ourselves by hash names to the bartender & the last hasher gets the clue. Hello I'm...,Hello, I'm...Hello, I'm...Next clue,"UNCLE TRADED HIS WOODY FOR A DICKY" On on to Dicky Joe's. We get there & there are 2 pitchers of beer waiting for us. The lovely bar maid "Bobbie" tells us that once we are done we have to do our best impression of Coyote Ugly to get our clue. So we sit around and drink our beer when Blue Balls is asked to take Zamboni outside due to some bullshit Health code crap. Can you believe this crock of shit? Mental note: Dicky Joe's not hash dog friendly, Dicky Joe's off our hash bar list.

Now it is time to do what we are told to get our clue. so up jumps all Hashers onto the bar to sing our 2 songs Clue is given & we are out. "DRINK YOUR BEERS & GET OUT OF HERE, GET BACK FOR THE ON-IN" & there we go to Dr. Rockit's. Ranger & I are in the lead. Does Ranger want to be the FRB again? Rangers plainly states that since Blue Balls left Dicky Joe's early he will already be at the on in so we are safe. (so we thought) In walks Ranger, in I go and there is no Blue Balls to be seen. Apparently Blue Balls and Zamboni went to Cheers and not to Rockit's after Dicky Joe's. Poor Ranger is FRB again.

Circle begins and we start with tails from the trail. Stories about Hanks and Dicky Joe's are told & By the way boys asked if anyone saw the clowns or circus midgets. As we all scream & yell that we didn't, I began to say, "And I wanted to see a midget, WHERE IS MY MIDGET?" And wouldn't you know it, right as I finished my sentence - in walked a midget (really for the reals) this was totally un-planned. As we turned at look at the door & our special guest "Just John" the room fell silent. So quiet you can hear a flea fart. Then of course the laughter broke out and Cums Solo asked me how I did that. I have no clue, but let's see if it works again, "I want a million $$$, I want a million $$$." Well guys, I checked my account this morning & nope, no million. Why couldn't I have asked for the $ first and the Umpa Lumpa second? Damn it all to hell. As we tried to fight the laughter off & Chef had to 86 all the midget/lollipop kid jokes we continued with circle.

" The hash is a time to kick back, relax & have a great time with great friends. We all know when we have reached our limit and it is then that we should have our D.D. take us home or call a cab. (It does not make you less of a hasher if you have to be taken home). We all love each other & would love each other more if we stick around. Just as with every hash kennel, Please drink responsibly & if you can't drive yourself, let some one who can drive you home."