Legend;
Hash Trash #1696 – The 6th Anal Tourette’s Run September 5, 2010
Hares: McPisser, Cums Anyway, Butt Pirate, NARC, Little Pussy, FMR
Quote of the Run, “F*@K, @$$, C0c%!!!”.
6 years ago some STUPID hashers began a run to benefit the Tourette’s Foundation. To this day, that tradition continues. Starting off Barker Cypress and 290, McPisser rounded up a large pack of hounds for a hot and sweaty 71% shiggy run! NARC’s promise of ASS brisket and fixins brought out many an eager hasher dedicated to screaming out curse words for charity. After briefing a few giggly virgins, the pack was off, heading towards abandoned buildings and a looming CRACK chain link fence. We were promised shiggy DAMMIT, and we were gonna get it!
The run was sweltering, sweaty, and F@CKING hot. Hounds weaved in and out of shiggy in a curious attempt to purposely confuse Grindslut. While most of the hounds caught on and stayed straight to shortcut the hares, the woods were unforgiving and snagged a few SH!T virgins. If I recall correctly, one new hound blurted out, “I don’t know if this is for me.” Hopefully that F00CKER won’t be back! The hounds found their personal check from hell under a highway overpass scouted dutifully by Tender CRAP Viddles and immediately ignored by Grindslut. Though he had been towards the pack head for quite awhile, Grind decided to go rogue and pull a Sarah Palin on that C@CK. The lack of a water check was beginning to wear on the hares as we streamed through long grass, passing virgins dying after the seemingly endless 3 miles. We could smell the brisket, we could taste the fine beer, and those B!TCH hares lead us around some more barbed wire before realizing we were A to A.
ASSCOCKSHITFUCKBUTTPISS.
The beer flowed, the brisket was devoured, Just Marie was named “What What In the Butt” from a curious bunny shirt she was wearing, and Unladen Swallow and Tale of Two Titties spent a REALLY LONG TIME out together on trail. Vanilla Starfish called in the men for being D!CKHEAD hounds and not helping the ladies, while Unladen and TOTT, countered her argument with their own level of gangsta. Apparently there are two kinds of ladies who hash: those who need a little help to get there and those who get their on their own. Wink wink! All in all, a fantastic run, a hilarious Karaoke and Beer Pong On-On-On at Henry Hudsons, and I’d like to personally thank the hash for letting me see the old home of Ewe Do Her and Twinkle Toes in the immediate area. Who doesn’t love a little karaoke and cheese sticks?!
On-On to next year’s LAMEASS run!
-Easy to Please