The Halve Mein hard core hashers headed on from Central Mass. to invade Boston. Robbie himself would have been
proud of the consumption of beer and whisky that this entailed!
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But he slept all through last nights party too...

Not the beer check

Apparently this pile developed after the Pats were defeated

What could these people be looking for?

Ah yes!

Found it

By now the Albany hashers thought they must nearly be home

But we finally found beer!

And then a whisky check with Robbie himself

Yes, this is the poet dude who inspired this run.

Amazon.come shows off her thistle...

and her tartan

Real haggis pizza, Ski thinks of everything
O thou, my muse! guid auld Scotch drink!
Whether thro' wimplin worms thou jink,
Or, richly brown, ream owre the brink,
In glorious faem,
Inspire me, till I lisp an' wink,
To sing thy name!