When: Dec 26
Why: To run a harder, longer trail and enjoy the shit out of it!
Twas the day after X-mas, and all through the town
Some crazy wankers were dreaming of running around
The beerstops were laid in the woods with such care
With high expectations the hash would be there
The hares hunkered down in a nice little bar
With delusions of grandeur looking out at the stars
When all of a sudden they finished their stouts
And shouted aloud, hey you fuckers, ON-OUT!