Hash Sixty Two -Rose Garden Soccer Fields -Hare -Mary Lou Rectum and His Sister Horney Bucket

A dark night in a city that knows how to keep its secrets, but on the 1000 foot level of the Washington park , one Dead man is still trying to find the answers to life's persistent questions as Tinker Bell and Mary Kay LayTurnOn led us down a straight and narrow checkless first mile of the hash. Chum Guzzzler looked up toward the Wild Wood trail and DownTown knew that we were headed ..down town.

The Kahuna Hash brings you another Bizarre Beer Check

This beer check sponsored by Oregon Dead Guy Ale

We get to the beer check by the entrance to Washington Park and there on the steps was a Dead Guy (not the beer) sprawled on the fouth step above the second flight. A living breathing Dead Guy, that may seem a bit oxi moronic but thats how it was. Enigma Meat went over and tried to revive the guy as did Lion Queen to no avail. Pabst Smear said something about seeing the Dead Guy before, but he was still there lying on the side walk when we headed out from the beer check to find clues as to who had killed the Dead Guy.

We would find the culprit. We headed down toward PGE Park and noticed that HydroLicks, God Lion Queen and Merkin had fled the scene. They were walking or possibly building an alias for killing the dead guy.

But our first suspect...well it seems like a pretty open and shut case is Doppelbanger, whom we found sprinting past the Dead guy and she wasn't even at the hash. She quickly led us away from PGE park toward the Goose where Lick My Squirrel stood perched in her Snazzy green and yellow socks cleaning DNA from under her fingernails, but soon a whistle blew and we headed toward suicide bridge. Tool Box and Flaming Fart led us up epidemal hill through all kinds of crazy shit literally- and there stood standing on the road side was Miss Blast Rag -who ironically was trying to rid her self of this name to hide other various sundry crimes and albeit suspicious she grabbed a beer from........click here for a clue to how he died.

We all hashed up the trails from the zoo with heroin needles in our butt....finding no clues at all and guess what there was beer at the end.

Our religious advisor for the Night Down Town had the adorning pack all standing at attention....Drinking beers..singing as the dead guy in the trail just kept
laying...
on a Snazzy day to hash......
Placebo dead...

Next week Slut Machine hosts the 50th State's biggest Holiday (unless Alaska is the 50th state) with a Kahuna larger than life Gala event...
Mary Lou Rectum will give Blow pops to those who need them.
as for the dead guy on Trail....

We have not a clue. It was a false....Dead Guy, and he is still there.

On-On
Bs