Madison Hash House Harriers

It's the dead of winter, you're cold. You're depressed. You just want to feel warm again or at least stop feeling the cold...

The answer, my friends, has been leering at you from the bottom-most shelf of the dodgiest-most liquor store in town. That's right, sweet, fortified wine! The kind you drink when all you want is to black out for eight hours! The kind you drink when you can't feel any worse! The kind you drink when you hit rock bottom and ask yourself, "is this really as far down as it goes? What's this rock sitting on anyways? And can I get there too?"

Walker friendly, A to A. Some shiggy. Sweet, cheap release.

Hash Cash: $5.00 or whatever you can spare to help a guy get a drink.

On-out from Jerry's Place where the highway crosses Fair Oaks Ave, 'round about 15:00

And there shall be prizes! Probably for drinking something unspeakably foul. You know, like the shit I'm bringing to the booze checks.

www.bumwine.com