Hash – Number 34
Hares –Big Shitter
Where –Bowling alley on 82nd
Weather –There was some and it Snowed.

Everybody got lost and Bitched up a storm.
I can't do the writeup of my own run but here are a few select comments....
Pabst Smear- Wow that was fucked up. Where did you learn to whore. (He meant hare)
Tool Box - You are not allowed to set a trail alonre again. Mystery Meat- I have done things like that before, where i started out with the best intentions and it turns out all fucked up.
Silent But Deadly - I got real cold and just headed back. I know where 82nd street is.
Gym Nasty - what the fuck is a hoagie. WildMan -huh
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Hash – Number 35
Hares –Gym Nasty
Where –TugBoat
Weather –Dark.

Apparently it was a short hash at a true brew pub.
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Run – Number 36
Hares –Lois Lame and AmazonDotCum
Where –Blaze 60th and Halsey NE
Weather –There was some and it changed all the time.

We ran in the rain and it rained and rained and rained and rained
and we followed marks and came to a Beer Check.

TwatSickle and BeagleLucy where the only Bimbos at the check and Misses Sickle resented being called a Bimbo. So we called her Bitch. She liked that.

We ran in the rain and it rained and rained and rained and rained
and we followed marks and came to a Beer Check.

JustGuyWith the Beard got really philosophical as the Jello Shots set in. Flaming Fart commented that the house under construction were PreBroken into.

Somehow we followed trail through the house and out the other side.

Then it rained some more and the flour started running low.

The Mount Tabor Search and Rescue team was sent out.

Thousands of brain cells perished.

Pabst Smear, and Magic Merkin Ride tried to run true trail but the elements ate them up. WildMan made the accent up Mt. Tabor to about the 500 foot level where the trail truly went. He ran out of oxygen and headed back to the Mother Ship.

Head First and Nice Snatch and Just Randy were seen headed into the sunset having just passed Biddy McGraw’s. Big Shitter and Gyn Nasty were just plain stupid and wandered aimlessly.

Accorging to local lore, LoisLame and DotCom did a post coital decent of the mountain and just decided to end somewhere and as hashing goes Wedding Rings and MysteryMeat were knocking a few back.

So we ended the hash at Biddy’s.

At a Smoke free Biddy’s Down Downs for the hares. Nice Snatch sang some cool songs O showed up later.

Next Couple of Hashes

Wednesday –Hump300 ManBelow and Skinny Bitch
Next Reek (sic) - Hare Krotchna
Hump 301 – Big and Tool Box set ugly sweater Gift exchange
Xmas Day - MagicMarkin Ride…..please RSVP

It was one of those days when it's a minute away from snowing and there's this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. And this bag was, like, dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. And that's the day I knew there was this entire life behind things, and... this incredibly benevolent force, that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever. Video's a poor excuse, I know. But it helps me remember... and I need to remember... Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in

Ricky Fitts –American Beauty

Breathlessly
SubmittedBig Shitter