[off_the_books] Pine Barrens Pax: The Great Tron Fiasco

AO: off_the_books
Q: Real Hatchet
PAX: SOGGY, Tron, Hatchet
FNGs: None
COUNT: 4
What had happened was:
Real Hatchet here, still reelin’ from this absolute circus of a workout this morning at Border Patrol! Me, Tron, and SOGGY —buncha jabronis—signed up for an hour of runnin’, but Tron, that Shore-brained Einstein, sent us to some ghost address in freakin’ Narnia.

Fuhgeddaboudit, we’re lost in the woods quicker than Paulie and Christopher chasin’ that Russian in the Pine Barrens—briars shreddin’ my leopard print vest like Tony’s temper, SOGGY’s wailin’ ‘bout Bigfoot like Chris losin’ his shoe, and I’m ready to whack Tron with a branch. Then—bam!—we slam into Drive By – Rob Rosenthal and Rubbermaid, fightin’ a bear like it’s Valery 2.0.

Bottom line we still kicked some ass this morning. Just need some Wawa coffee and a hoagie to get through the day now.

It is what it is, we ran, we roamed, we survived—you’ve been warned, Tron’s GPS is trash. LET’S GOOOOOO :muscle: :muscle: :muscle: