Kahuna Hash Run -14 ReddiNip . ForestPark Oregon

Ode to Nothing like Hashing with the Bees

I THINK that I shall never see
A hash trail with so many bees.
A trail whose trail is preset
By Reddi Nip sweet earth's flowing breast;
A trail that like Pabst Smear’s last Hump day
And TwatSickle looks for trail in dismay;
A trail that Hare Krochna in shorts may wear
A nest of raging bees in her hair;
Upon whose bosom flour has lain;
Who intimately lives with elevation gain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only Reddi-Nip and Virgins drink for free.

I was just putting off writing up this hash trash as usual I can not remember a damn thing and I hardly had any beer. I sit here scratching my ankles of not for gotten bee stings. The trail took a BEE line (That’s all it could do) through stinging nettles and bee colonies and I vaguely remember COITUS and MAGIC MERKIN RIDE (MMR) saying something about bees ahead…and down to the beer check off Leif Erickson (AKA gay Viking). WM and Koitus led us off the beer check the wrong way, MLR noticed that after he was attacked by bees that nothing hurt…. and up hills were not quite so bad.

A quiz for those who were not there…..

The quickest way to get Hare Krochna out of her pants is.

S. Buy her a 40 of Pabst.
E. Date her for 13 weeks
X. Plant Bees on trail


According to Sniffy and Tool Box that thing you hit playing badminton is called.

1. a PoppyCock
2. Space Shuttle
3. Shuttle Cock

Just Andrea is now named

O. silk stockings
N. pink panties
O. shitty shoes
N. Babbling Band Of bees

We finished up hill and Shitty Sox’s foul moth friend she had this to say about the last hill.. Mother F%%Ken C*** Sucken Piece of Sheiss. It was very poetic.

Down Downs were led by Mystery Meat. The hares did some quaffing. And the virgins did exactly the same….The Virgins who came were cute, good sports and they all lived off exit 69. Weird they were all neighbors. Sorry I don’t ever remember names.. CRACKUP that’s supposed to be your job.