Run #1546 Arts and Alcohol Do Mix!

Who’s Your Daddy brought the pack together in the parking lot for the SF Lawn Bowling Club and the Sharon Arts Center in Golden Gate Park. The Outbeer slid into the parking area and there were WYD and Chickenboner waving Fits In into a space that was reserved for her by the traffic cone that WYD then tossed back into his truck! The keg of Lagunitas IPA was tapped and the small pack pounded piss while it grew! Just Ted Aka The Other Bastard and Just Fuck Off arrived seconds before Just Asia made one of her too rare appearances and with Just Ellie a sweet Pit, watch out Yank Me Daddy she’s a hot one. While the pack grew the civilians kept leaving, how odd! Backside Banger was still drinking for Adopt A Pussy, what a great deal BB pays for one and drinks for two! One thing the pack is really good at is milling around and last week was a sterling example. They were able to mill around long enough for 5150 to actually get there before the pack was off. WYD checked his watch and decided that he might as well start marking. Just Asia was, um, happy to grasp the Male Missal and give the pack a sermon that had Backwash averring that she felt like her soul had taken a shower! Closet Twitcher was heard muttering that the water in BW’s shower must by mighty rusty. When Manhole arrived with his truck and took up the last 4 spaces the pack realized it was time to move on and search for marks. Chickenboner pointed out the direction WYD had taken, and the pack chugged off. Of course, the Lost Patrol had to wait for the Outbeer to be secured before they took off, Wash This Asshole crammed so many extra packs of nuts into his pockets that Pied Piper asked if he had any squirrel DNA. but with On All 4s able to track Cuming Mutha’s whereabouts the LP has a secret weapon. Trail took the pack across Robin Williams Meadow and past Hippie Hill. The LP benefited from One Night Only getting lured into every circle jerk and thus able to avoid them. As the pack transferred from Conservatory Drive E. to Conservatory Drive W. Twinkle Dick was happy to finally arrive at one of WYD’s favorite toilets and make his obligatory pilgrimage! Trail took the pack around the museums and through the Shakespeare Garden where Dr. Kimble swears, he watched 5 Angry Inches and Tonya Hardon reenacting the balcony scene from Romeo and Juliet sans the balcony. Blow Queen suggested Dr. K pound less piss at the start and his head might be clearer. Trail crossed the ball fields and brought the pack back onto Martin Luther King, Jr. Dr., and up Bowling Green Dr. back to the start. The keg was tapped and covered by the Cloak Of Invisibility which held all the Vitamin J along with the Sacred Thermi filled will rum and cider. Cheese Turd made his usual avoiding all trail appearance and this time he arrived by motorcy leading Jack The Ripper to start offering odds on whether he’d be able to ride back. While the alcohol flowed the minions of the law arrived and Tongueless was dispatched to deal with them but as soon as they saw him, off they went so no words needed to be exchanged. Tonya Hardon was busy betting against T being willing to do something and the agreed-on bet was $100. Hand Pump shook his head and told her that betting against T being willing to do something that would embarrass any normal human being was a good way to lose money. T just rubbed his hands together and grinned. Eventually it was growler time and 5150 got all 50 of his ready. By the time he and Pied Piper filled all their growlers. WTA was barely able to coax a fart out of the keg. Cheers.