Hash Forty Eight (48) Hares Coitus and TwatSickle Weather Expanding (Cold at Some Points -Hot in Others) Attendence 29

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Getting to this hash was half the battle. Flaming Fart actually showed up to Wednesday nights run. Anyway I digress. Before I get too deep into this write up, I must say this was a classic on many different levels. Just Candy was our virgin for the night and what a night to start hashing. Trail headed up over Mountain Park toward a fantastic sunset. Pole Dancer was the first to the beer and he was just beside himself. Hot Buns was hashing like a man posessed and found check after check.

• The church of Boobs- (notice the boob in the sign) we passed a church shortly into the run and of course there was a boob check. I believe it was El Machino Slut who treated the Bible study class and they were forced to skip to the Old Testement. A kid in the back of class blasted one into his Blast Rag. Blast Rag Blushed.



• The trail went predictibly down and under a pipe on Kerr Parkway. The water was cold and clean. The stich and bitch sewing circle of Hydro, Slut and RedWings eschewed the Water Slide as Tool Box and Screams Her Own Name were happier and wetter than a clown on a waterslide. Then the boring part of miles and miles on Kerrr PW and Pabst got suckered into a nasty false trail.



• A second boob check was enjoyed by all commuters on Capital Highway. Frigid Hole and Blast Rag were the contributors. Funny thing as I never see such events but I notice stupid stuff.



• Venus that bright star in the spring night led us into the end. It was getting cold as we finished. Gym Nasty set up the beer and somebody delivered sandwhiches from Hardys. Hardys Roast beef tastes like sloppy seconds from a two bit whore at the end of a busy evening. The green licorice rocked
  

Religion (The Old Testement)

Religion was admisistered by a bimbo (s). Miss Hare Krotchna and Slut Machine did religion with derision. Coitus and TwatSickle did one for the hell of it, Candy did one for making her man come and then this down down.

Out featured hasher of the week is

Flaming Fart

On sunday we were to turn our clocks ahead an hour. What does Flaming Fart do. He turned his clock ahead 48 hours. He doesn't have to turn his clocks ahead until the year 2055.

So with this newly foster advantage on the rest of the planet earth he wrote down the directions to Wednesdays run. And showed up there. Nobody was there except Flaming Fart. Honour.

Notables

Hash started by Baba Fresh (WTF) Enigma Meat has eated here.

Blast Rag is one of the best namings in years.

Magic Merking Ride showed up 20 minutes late and still made it to the Boob check on time

Rectal Rooter likes hashing a little.

Next weeks run is set by skinny Bitch
North 45 at 517 NW 21st Ave.
I believe that is the Bar Own by Dual Air Bags

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