#1125 – The Deep Hash

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Hares: Globetwatter and GPS.  Or what Meatballs would say “Great, make sure that we’re supplied with lots of beer for this “sojourn” in the countryside.

GPS promises to have a trip so hard that he expects Meatballs to be weeping like a baby, longing for the end of the trail, i.e., the swilling beer circle.  Get shoes that grip the earth and men should dress lightly for an arduous pursuit and of course the women should be skimpily attired to relieve their body heat and to remind the men that at least some part of a man’s body is still hard as opposed to the overabundant table-muscled, long of tooth couch potatoed slugs called hashers.

Come one, come all, pay your 50 RMB for the privilege of thrusting your way through the untrimmed bush and changes in altitude that Globetwatter and GPS haring have provided you

Saturday, 1.30 at the Mango Bar.

Dinner back in town

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