The pack met up for chalk talk under the billowing black skies of Deer Park. The Campbell’s laid out the marks as a plastics factory burned in the distance. Just another day in the energy capital. Prior to the race it was announced that the end would indeed be at Dickrectionally Challenged’s pool. It was a hot one that day and the pack could smell the chlorine and whatever types of hash funk removal Dick put in there.
The arrow was laid and the pack was off. Almost all followed north except for McPisser, A$$Wipe, myself, and someone faster than me, could be anyone of you, ran south towards Dick’s place. Acceptable hash behaviour! My homing device took me off their’s and the hare’s trail so I can’t tell you what it was like. I bet it was hot and urban. Pool anyone?
There were showers setup outside again and I did not see Hooter Bill anywhere near them(never surrender!!) Ass Grabber was doing what he does best, cooking up a feast. The beer was cold and so was the pool, until it got warm. People were called out for this and that. the Eagles were called out for being the worst band ever, Pluto for lying about being a planet, Olestra for that whole leaky butthole thing, the list went on and on. Ok, that might have been going on in just my head. I blame the beer, the heat and Glenn Frey.
All in all it was another successful Campbell Scramble. You can’t go wrong when your family has Dicrectionally Challenged, Horsefli Drive-by and Spin Cycle. Thanks to the hares and On On to the next one!