The Old Bat Hash
Hares -Red Light Special
Weather - 69 and Perfect
Loci - Big Reds on Sylvan Hill

About 29.75 hashers met on a hill on Memorial Day and mood was jocular. One thing I love about hashing is that we go into places I would never go in my Life Time. Big Freiken Red's is a rednecks wet dream and a hasher's nirvana, 2 buck Pabst and 4 dollar wussie drinks...and we had a few of these before the run and the hare was off at 6;45 and at seven somebody screamed does anybody want to hash and we reluctantly stood up and started shuffling our feet westward.
View Bat Cave

Dumb ass big shitter led us up hill- translated by hydro licks saying it went down heard by Mary Lou as a back check translated by calm dude as boob check and finally executed by Hot Buns to a check where finally we got our collective shit together...as trail lead down a shiggy bank near the first beer check....

The myriad of pony tailed girls led us to the BC -Cum Magnet and Soul sister Cums Liberally where by our standards we imbided in relative peace, only to broken by some crazy old batalac

crazy old lady yelling at us to get the hell off her property.. as she is the owner of the that ditch.

She argued with Many

The Stitch and Bitch Get Bitched at in the Ditch

Old Bat - Get The Hell off my property... show some respect.

Hot Buns - You should be so lucky to have Hydro Licks on your property

Old Bat - Shut up and get out of here now

Killer - You need to mow the lawn

Old Bat - You need to repect old Ladies

Mary Lou - We will be gone in a few minutes

Old Bat - Get the F*** off my proprty

Slut Machine - Blow Me Old Lady

Old Bat -Get the F*** off my proprty

Calm Duded as calm and said nothing the entire time

OOOO- Its a scavenger hunt lady

Old Bat - Scavenger Hunt what are you looking for Get the F*** off my proprty

God - I can help here

Old Bat - God! Get the F*** off my proprty

Mary Lou rectum explains the whole thing to her....and starts snogging the old Bat

Old Bat - Get out of Here Now...Get the F*** off my proprty

well the trail headed up hill above the bat cave and there were beer cans (some half full heading up ) the hill and then back down the hill and the Old Bat could be heard cackling in the distance.

Fun night...3 mile trail with perfect weather....Religion was done by Nip Stick...and we headed over to big Reds to throw Peanuts, drink beer and prolong the weekend a little longer.

This weeks word of the week,

Lugubrious.

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