I was the last hound to make it to the end. After falling on my face 50 times and one 40-ft fall (head over heels), crawling on my hands and knees, walking through hip deep mud, avoiding poisonwood trees, bugs and such, the darkness of the jungle, dragging myself up steep muddy inclines by pulling myself up with hanging vines........ I am ready for a BEER!!! Qwaff me Damnit!! Honor to the Hash!

Qwaffing the sacred nector from the sacred vessel while wearing the sacred towel. You must not wipe yourself with the sacred towel... It is sacred!

Honor to all the Hounds!!!

Honor To The Hash!