
Xlax thinks about starting the 3:00 hash at 3:15, while Jackmieauff wonders if she should vote for Ron Paul or Huckabee on Tuesday.

The hare (and a bunch of planes) take off....

...while the pack stands around and has another beer. That's New Boot Just Shannon and Lief Garret You Idiot.

Ball Washer, Cockodial and crew don't seem to notice they're on a circle jerk.

Oedipussy wisely long-cutted around it.

Shaggy Dog leads the pack on trail.....at least for this block.

Hashers avoid traffic and...

...make their way to the first Beer Check.

And a mighty fine BX it was. Around here we picked up Just John who was out jogging while on a business trip to L.A. Long lost hasher 7 cum 11 showed up on his bike.

Cream Puff is such an ass.

Hashers cruised into Beer Check 2, which was just like BX 1. I can't even tell them a part.

Back at the start Beaner Bear and the still un-named Just Noah chowed down. When are we going to name this kid?

Mouse Labia ratted out her friend Just Ryan to the Naming Committee.

It seems he's an evolutionary biologist, which makes him way smarter than a rocket scientist.

Just Ryan will forever more be known as Strap-a-Coccus!
And here's where my camera died, and so I missed taking shots of some fabulous down downs. So fab that 2 cars of LA's finest suggested that we leave.....and we did.
Now here are some photos of the trail by Just Snow, Darth Vader's wife:
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