Here at the site of the Houston H3's latest sojourn, there is big news...

The start of this particular skirmish with nature entailed the Hares spewing forth their typical propaganda. The double speak included 100% virgin concrete and no concrete other than the recently installed, deserted sub-division road upon which we were standing.

The actual trail could be described as a giant circle jerk. The On-Home was approx. 1/4 mile from the start. Due to the recent rain, the run consisted of wetlands. The pine forest and creeks were not bad, but the partially cleared land held many possibilities- to twist an ankle or impale body parts on the previously mentioned punji sticks. There were three creek crossings; one of which necessitated a short swim. Baby Huey stationed himself at a strategic vantage point to view the ensueing wet T-shirt contest. He was later heard to remark that the water was not nearly cold enough.

In related news... although there was not a suicide bombing or political campaign anywhere near the Hash Sunday... Bung-holio tried to amputate an appendage anyway! Apparently he has been hearing voices; telling him one of his appendages wishes to be emancipated from the rest of his body. On trail, he heard the voice again and acted... and even though he impaled a finger upon one of numerous punji-stick-like hazards... the voice was not satisfied. At this point he realized that the voice was coming from an appendage used much less frequently than his fingers. Despite the offending appendage's lack of use, he decided that in hopes of future little Bungholios it would have to remain attached.

At the On-Home, Bung was treated and given much expert and in-expert medical advice. Blade Runner suggested stitches and offered to take him (surely the best suggestion he had). Bung, obviously delirious, refused- claiming he was due at least one down-down first. Blade Runner became distraught and decided to entertain herself (and unknowingly the rest of the Hash) by hiding behind glass windows and getting naked. She later paid for her solo show with a down-down. Bung-holio's name was confirmed during his well deserved down-down. Other memorable down-downs include an auto hash accusation against Lorna Dunes, Geek, and several others; apparently the directions to the start were too specific for them.

In this narrator's opinion the most entertaining point of the evening was when Glass Blower put forth the theory that height is inversely proportional to cup size. Her theory was demonstrated by a quartet of lovely Hash bimbos including herself, Bone Snatcher, Pump Me and Pump Me Harder. (This theory deserves further research.) Such-A-Puss was later treated to a private showing, with one of the Harriettes explaining that it was a pity showing.

After down-downs, the songs again broke out with Roller Balls seeming to be the main instigator. The choir seems to be tuning up for a fine showing at the Texas Interhash. There also French harriette, Karine, joining our group for the week; at Anus Flytrap and Dickless Tracy's happy hour she displayed multiple tattoo to the gathering. Soon after she was seen with Hog Straddler, who has a recent On-On tattoo.

The On-On-On was not attended by your humble scribe... however; I'm sure a fine time was had by all that attended.

But wait, there's more!!!

A quick note on the running of the most recent Full Moon Hash, my first time at the Full Moon event. Hares: Cums Daily, Baby Huey and SubHuman. While the authorities have frequently attended Hash festivities, this was the first time I have seen the Down-Downs actually have to be moved to a different location. Apparently HL&P did not approve of our activities ( I say we should boycott, who needs electricity anyway).

Hares for the next running were chosen: Better Meat, Andy Williams and Elmer Fudd.

They promise a memorable event.

On-On

Cadaver Diver