The founder and GM of the S5H3 was present for Saturday’s hash. He has quite the way with words.
There was a Big Buddha. It was hot. The trail sucked. Gigolo Joe and I were sick of waiting for all the hip Yangon people. Some people found paper. Some people ran it forward. Some people ran it backward and most of us made own trail. There was nice suspension bridge, although it was not part of the trail. Iron Maiden got lost. There was a circle on a hill. There was beer. It was Clifford the Big Red C%^ck’s birthday. Then we moved to the pool where the ladies of the hash showed all their true talent. Things were said and some things were touched.
– Prison Break