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June 19th 2003 RE-Hash 285
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"You're not drunk if you can
lie on the floor without holding on." "An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with
his fools." "Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit." Here we were in Covington, KY for another exhilarating hyper!!! It was an overcast day, cooler than it had been all week. I pulled up in my trusty Honda with the jerry-rigged mirror. Needless to say, I fit right in. I was a little concerned about the parking situation. I counted 7 signs, stating "unauthorized vehicles will be towed." HTS assured me that our cars would be fine. Even so, I was a bit hesitant. With my history, who wouldn't be? With the help of On Her Knees and the back of Vommitt's truck, I was able to patch my blister up so that I could run tonight. Fudge: YES! I did shave!! Thanks for checking!! Dingleberry: Loved your lady bug underwear. (Special) Do you have any with dragonflies? Can we see those next time!!!! Kremey: Glad to see I am not the only one who runs into poles!! Fecal: Thanks for the peep show in the parking lot!! TS: Yeah. I am so glad you came out to play with us!!! The pack started to assemble in an orderly manner. The following hashers
came out to play: Diane (NHM) was chosen to randomly pick a number from the hyper bucket. "Is that an 11 or 17"? Yeah HTS, what is it? Of course I had to chime in and declare it to be a 17 only because I thought I might have been the 11 th person to sign in that night. Well, my oh my, who could number 17 be?Hot Tub Slut (again), "I promise it was not rigged." "He ran like his feet was on fire and his ass was catchin." The Pack waited and waited until it was time. "On-Walking" north towards 9 th street. Then east on 9th towards Madison. We crossed Madison and continued on 9th up to the railroad tracks. "Don't come up here, Vommitt is peeing," shouted The Unalicker. Why were you looking? Some day I will be an FRB!!!Then we HEADed (who said head) south down some street running parallel with the railroad tracks. That is where we lost Sucks But Doesn't Swallow. She decided to HEAD (who said head) back to the cars. She had a funny feeling about the parking lot. I don't blame you Sucks. Knees and I continued following trail with the help of the neighborhood kids telling us which way everyone was running. We came across some people who had very scary dogs (pit-bulls), a drunken man asking us what we were doing, and a woman looking for her lost Pomeranian. Note to woman: check with the pit bulls. Once, we got past all of the distractions, we decided to outfox the hare. We went off trail looking for a little hare-ass. We came upon this bridge that overlooked the railroad tracks. We saw Kremey, Una, and Kunt Hunt running down below. Still, no sign of the hare. Now, I know what you are thinking, "SCH4nort stay on trail," but I really want to snare a hare!!! We ran some more, up and down Madison and Scott Road. Still, not one sign of a hare. We did come across Kremey who informed us that Una had taken quite a tumble on the tracks. Thanks to Dr. Gourmet, who poured BEER on Una's leg for an antiseptic, we did not have to amputate. We (Kremey, Knees and I) gathered back at the starting area. What a shock to find out that Slut was snared by Fudge, and Fudge was then snared by Slut. Get a life!!! The pack then HEADed (who said head) up to Derby Café. Oh my, what an interesting place!!!!!!!!! I think I need a lung transplant. Oh my, the smoke was so dense you needed fog lights to make your way through it. Yikes. Oh my the men, the men were chalcious!! AV: "Circle Up" Vommitt: "Were there any crimes?" Hare Crimes: Slut and Fudge - Shitty Trail Hyper Virgin: Diane NHN - Why Was She Born? MIA: Wrong Nut and Hyper Hand Job - They're All Right More Hare Crimes: Slut and Fudge (the hares) drank for a civilian
making the statement "Old guy running like a bat out of Hell" Other Crimes on Trail: The Crown: The Unalicker – The Kitchen Song Wile E. Coyote: Kremey in the Middle – Song? Analversaries: Get A Life Haring Analversaries: Birth Analversaries: Happy Birthday, F%$# You!!! Beat It – June 25th Mug Check: Best Blow, Eats it Raw - Balls to Mr. Banglestein Whistle Check: Wrong Nut – The World's Shortest Hash Song AV: Gave a re-hash of the last Mis-management meeting Dumb ass announcements: The Usual next Dayton Hash, Next up for Sin City. Check the bulletin board The circle was temporarily closed: May the hash go in peace. May the hash get a piece. We don't want women with good taste, we want women who taste good. AND WE DO!!! Well there you have it folks, another adventure in Sin City!!! Hash love to everyone Ps. If anyone can find and tell me the definition of the Yiddish word in this re-hash they will receive a prize!!! Good Luck |