Run #1697 LIVE Hare Pi

September 12, bronchi 2010

Hares : Manstration, cough David & Reilly

 59 Regular hashers

3 Hares

“What a wonderful park to start a hash”, cialis I thought as we pulled up to the start of the hash. Very quiet and peaceful, “I wonder if we will end here? Probably not, “I thought, since the park signs say “no alcohol”.

The pack gathered at a park southeast of Houston. The usual milling around and storytelling abound until chalk talk.  Since this was a LIVE hare, we gave the hares the customary 10; I mean 15 minute head (who said head) start.

We took off and very soon we were slipping and sliding in mud, I mean real mud.  Two harriettes in front of me landed flat on their butt. Then I was down I thought, “Wow, this is the first .0314 of a mile and I am already covered in mud”! Butt Pirate was behind me and talked stories of a shortcut around the mud. He had a few prophets follow him, but I decided that I wanted the full hash experience.

While making our way through the first bout of mud, we could see a bayou ahead. We saw those ahead of us cross in waist deep water. I slid on my butt down to the water, and then tried to cross up the other side. But it was difficult because, you guessed it, more mud to climb up on the other side. Whew! Up the hill and on to trail.  A grassy area lead us to a check, but being towards the back of the pack, I decided to follow those in front of me.  Bad idea. I was following 8 or so hashers that insisted that they were on trail. But the arrows we came upon, which were very sparse, were pointing toward us. Not good. Then we saw Missed her Head and Sticky Lips on the other side of the Bayou, encouraging us to cross and join them. Two of the hares then come straight to us, ah ha,  parts of the trail were pre-laid. Once the hares whiz by, it is not long until Salt Water Taffy comes behind them. OK, at least we know that we are on trail now, just backwards. We all turned around and headed the opposite direction.

The pack followed behind Salt Water, but instead of being at the back of the pack, we are now near the front.  Many fast runners pass us by, but we get to enjoy some conversation. Rain Bitch and EZ Fag talk about predictions of the trail. EZ Fag goes up to the top of a small hill to check out the Horizon and look for a shortcut.  They were not to be found.

Trail slips around more and more. How do those fast runners do it? With a glorious BN, we made it to the end! Some hashers took advantage of the nearby bayou to wash off the mud. Most everyone does a change of clothes out of the mud.  I saw coolers full of wonderful beer.  I saw two kegs. But where are the taps? They hares are just teasing us. Oh those mischievous hares, they left them in a car. We forgave them though, since we had ice cold cans to keep us happy. We started to drink the beer, heavenly beer. Then there is an announcement that if anyone had a car parked at the start, they would have to move it or get towed.  We heard that the authorities are looking for “CALL-IN”. I don’t know a hasher by that name!? HMMM….so we all say we don’t know him.  Seemed like there is some problem with parking your car and going for a run in a park, who would have guessed?

We can finally got together and started circle.  Hares are tortured and tormented for being caught by some of the pack and for having reason for the constables to harass us. Birthdays and analversaries are also celebrated. The hares had to drink for forgetting the uber taps.

There were two naming; Slidell was named “H2-HO”. Apparently Dickrectionally challenged was her science teacher some time ago. Amy was named “Copperhead”, resulting from some argument she had with the constables that were asking for cars to be moved.

EZ to Please gave one accusation that caused a brief wardrobe malfunction. For some reason the circle was not very interested in the accusation anymore. They were focused on something else, or rather someone else.

After a hefty run of accusations, the on-on-on is announced.  Very fun hash, hares.  Since we drank the cans at the start, we ended up with a little beer left from the two kegs. Bad hashers! We had to waste beer.

I heard that the bar for the on-on-on was very hash friendly and there were plenty of games.  I also heard that there was a tippy cup tournament, something pretty rare for a “normal bar”, now we know that this is a true hash bar!  Karaoke?  EZ to Please?  A perfect end to a great hash day.

On-On to next week’s Hash

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