Run #1522 Boo Who!

Chickenboner, the queen of pub crawls laid the trail for the Gypsies’ 29^th Anal Halloween Pub Crawl. CB gathered the pack at the Hell Mouth aka Front and Union. The Hell Mouth is just the place to start because it’s, well, the Hell Mouth and the alcohol flows like water. Missed Delivery arrived early and in his “Hot” Fireman’s costume picked the spot on the sidewalk where he planned to end up lying. He encouraged Twerxes Like Xerxes to pick out a plot of her own so she wouldn’t need to stagger around looking for a place to drop. MD is a plan ahead kind of drunk! TLX laughed and said her leopard suit would guarantee she landed on her feet. TLX wasn’t the only animal, Tongueless was in a rabbit suit that with his fanny pack on looked like a white kangaroo. Speaking of animals Dick Ass Mother Fucker thought he looked pretty foxy in his fox suit. With our hare dressed as a Ouija Board people could leave their mobiles behind and still be in contact with the soon to be dead drunk. CB’s costume gave a whole new meaning to “a laying on of hands”. Cums In Boots who hasn’t been at the Gypsies since the start of the plague years wore, fittingly, his surgeon’s suit complete with mask and brought his own peanut gallery; Just Simon, Toy Boy from Thailand, Just Cindy from Thailand, and Just Bea. Every time CIB downed a pint they cheered wildly! Exaggerated Crack and Choke Me, Daddy were straight off of Tobacco Road in their overalls but the off the shoulder look had MD hosing down Wash This Asshole, leaving his Moroccan Nomad robe soaked. EC and CMD brought along some farm hands, Just Zach and Just Zane. This entire gang was pre-lubing for the real thing by pounding down cans of Lagunitas IPA from the Sacred Cooler. EC and CMD instructed their laborer Just Zach to provide the pack with some religion and wanting to please his employers JZ took up the Male Missal and preached a sermon on the “spicy odor” that had Marie Antoinette aka Who’s Your Daddy wanting to eat something other than cake! On that note our hare turned the costumed horde loose. Our hare opted to align herself with the Lost Patrol sending them off to struggle up Vallejo St. while WYD dragged the fitter or more likely the dumber ones up to Coit Tower and over Russian Hill. Still there wea plenty of uphill for the LP as they had to climb the steps up to Russian Hill as well. One Night Only was dressed as monetary instrument, fitting for an international banker, and should have been dressed as a tow truck the way she helped DAMF haul himself and his bike up the stairs. The first pub to feel the pack’s impact was the Church Key on Grant Ave. WTA knows the bartender and she was happy to keep the pack pissed as they arrived. Fits In took her flapper costume a smidge too seriously and while she was doing the Black Bottom,,,,PT will help her knees get right. TLX suggested twerking would be safer at her age, oops. WYD laid trail to the North Star but the pack was not in the mood so carried on to the Gypsies’ home away from home, the Bamboo Hut on Broadway. Pied Piper costumed as whoopee cushion was happy to put straw to Volcano Bowl and be blown away. As usual the bartender was happy to see the cash register banging away and the pack was happy to be drinking anything with an umbrella in it. Eventually it dawned on the pack they had alcohol that was already paid for back at the start so off hey went. At the start they found Backside Banger in the most, um, interesting costume. Since Adopt A Pussy wasn’t there BB came costumed as a Siamese twin after the separation! It kind of rivaled Jack The Ripper’s costume of an AA reject and Twinkle Dick’s costume as a Goodwill Store reject. Gypsies kind of specialize in rejection. Our hare sprang for pizzas for the pack and cheesy bread which were instantly inhaled leaving the pack to devour the Vitamin J. Speaking of cheesy, Cheese Turd arrived as Where’s Waldo. After some of the Sacred Bucket’s River Madness any number of people were willing to tell him where Waldo should go! T took up the Sword Of Power and in his rabbit suit convened the Circle where evil doers and the blameless all received down downs. Waving the Sword while wearing his rabbit head and managing not to decapitate anyone was the high point of the evening which gives you an idea of what the evening was like. Great job by Chickenboner. Cheers