Now On-on to:Two-Jugs Waddle in the Woods Hash December 13, 1998 So Tony Two Jugs spent two months obsessing about setting a hash, availing himself of special cartographic maps with the southern equinox located in the third quadrant, but nevertheless people still got lost getting there. Fortunately his vehicle had been kindly returned to him for a price, it having been towed away on the Saturday while he was exploring the surrounds with compass and stopwatch. So yes Tony it was a loverly hash, other than this fucking embankment, where I had to copulate with a tree in order not to fall backwards in the creek and thanks to Marci and Marsha my flashlight was saved from the same fate. So on on through fields and meadows; following the anal-retentive markings with an arrow on every third rock, but at least no one got lost in the woods. Icecold cheated getting uphill riding an ATV with a so-called fisherman and his moll, who certainly had enough of the moll-son, and tried to join the party afterwards; the drinking beer outa plunger was certainly of interest to him but fortunately for us he could not enunciate his desires, so was ignored except by Useless who makes himself useful with the homeless. So I think it was here that some re-christening took place, Immaculate Deception now being Black Widow and his mother was already Oral Sox. Two Jugs getting the down-down for setting the usual shitty run, and B. W. for squealing on a teacher. And then off to The Cop Shop, where we couldna find the guilty cop, nor any deals on wings or towing charges.