Run Name: Perineum Run
Run Number: 771
Date: January 2, 1994
Hares: Roller Balls
Scribe: Baby Huey

First, on the subject of this runs title. The hash's resident cynic and astronomer, Muscle Phahrt, determined that this hash should be known as the perihelion run, since it fell on the day that the earth (and by association, the hash) would be closest to the Sun. Roller Balls, however, decided that most hashers would rather be close to something else.

The run started in the general vicinity of North Shepard at 20th street. The announced start time was 4pm with a guarantee that the pack would leave by 4:15. I arrived at about 4:30 just in time to see the pack coming back towards the start from the initial circle jerk. The trail went south through a neighborhood and then headed west down a power line right-of-way to a ditch. True trail followed the ditch to a bridge, although a few manly hashers were spotted crossing the ditch and heading into some shiggy. Lube Job and The Sore Ass were seen emerging from the woods on the other side some time later. Lube Job complained that something had poked him in the eye, ahah. From there, the trail followed White Oak Bayou for a little while to some woods which brought us to the end of the run at South Hicks Park.

We had only been working on the keg for a few minutes when the police showed up. Phahrt was sent over to handle the situation and discovered that the officer was actually a "reformed" hasher from the Managua hash. Down downs were proctored by Dickhead, visiting clergy from the Space City Hash. An abundance of new boots: Alice, Jane, Steve and Julia. Who made them cum? Low Life and Goes Both Ways. Silent Pee and new boot Jane both do birthday down downs. Silent Dick and Dickhead get down downs for hash incontinence. And finally, Estrus gets a down down for blatant pre-scouting before the run (its pretty obvious when your car is conveniently parked at the On Home). We understand that his autobiography, Estrus: My Story will be going to press soon. Look for excerpts in an upcoming edition of hash trash.

The hash had no trouble floating the single keg, and moved things to the On On On at the C&H Ice House on Shepard. Beer is consumed, Amy kicks Shuffle Butt's ass at one-on-one, the hash ends.