A Santa Hash For The Ages

Maybe it was the 60 degree weather that allowed the evil elves to dig deep in their hearts and find a tiny bit of love and compassion for the pack of near 40.

Who would have thought?

The typical shitty, poorly marked, festively colored trail eventually lead us back to the Forest Inn - the same dive that almost caused me to seek treatment from a Gastroenterologist in 2005 but not before:

• An actual beer check - with Schlitz and on a bridge and near the dog with the biggest tits I have ever seen on a canine. Im convinced those two gangstas were milking that dog for their home needs - cereal, drinking, etc.

The apres was a blast and Santa was in his usual lecherous mood. Some of our bimbos actually groped back. Many, many Hashmas Miracles were unwrapped and almost all got passed around the room. New lyrics to the "12 Days of Hashmas" - the first in 20 years. Horny Hands at work. The kilted in kilts.

Shitty day. I am already looking forward to next year's shittiness.

OE