6 November, 2004, Warner Robins 911 Center

The hash began innocently enough, Lemon-Nads showed the virgins the trail markings and informed us that there would be not one but two beer stops. As you can imagine thoughts of drunken debauchery began…but to everyone's surprise or lack of thought if you have 2 beer stops you must have a long trail. A lesson that many young hashers will not soon forget I tell you. Lemon was off and yes we followed him with our eyes as far as we could see, the pack was On-Out. It was quickly discovered that Lemon had many a surprise for us, not far from the start a muddy shiggy laden YBF was laid and found by many. Soon after what resembled a Joe Blows trail we found ourselves on the "Russell Extension" that I am told may one day even have cars on it. The first Beer Stop was found and the glorious nectar was consumed. A few mistrails later the second Beer Stop was found; in exactly the same spot the first one was…I told you Lemon was sneaky. After another tasty beverage the pack was off again, it was clear this would be a long trail and the pack quickly slowed to an SOT pace, uh I mean slow pace. 4 miles, much road and being misled by a virgin (NN Joe) the call for On-In was heard but alas no BN (Beer Near) was found anywhere. Luckily we are hashers and decided that since the Bimbo was here and the beer was here this must be the end.

The pack decided….not much of anything, the trail was great but long and not enough road, said Cheaper. Virgins were greeted, 3 more brothers were brought into the hash and violations/accusations flew everywhere. I even heard a story about a drunk hasher telling a tree who the boss was, AND said hasher later imitated a spider to elude police capture. ALL of this perfectly accepted hash behavior, I am sure NN Mike is a hasher for life. Did I mention he gets named at the next WRH3???

TBK was an outstanding recipient of the hash shit but was quick to point out that it was time to give it away. After explaining to the virgins what the sippy cup was exactly and why it now had more stuff on it than it did 2 weeks ago the pack decided to give the Hash shit to NN Nikki. Something about her getting arrested in a Church on Halloween with her pants around her ankles and a greasy monkey wearing plastic wrap on his head, I forget the story exactly but she deserved the beloved Hash Shit!

Finally the beloved Beer Meister, who bought no beer or water did I add, had reached her 5th run and was due to be named. The hash deliberated and many a tale was passed down, the secret ballot was cast and NN Vickie shall forever and ever, or until she does something dumber causing us to rename her, shall be known as Cunt-N-Munch. And there was MUCH rejoicing, many other things happened such as the returning of lost toys (CHUG) and the many naked hashers walking around in the woods for no apparent reason, but like I said B4 if you want to more be at our next HASH!

Look forward to TBK and Frank-n-fucker haring the next trail on the 20th of November. Location TBD, Cunt-N-Munch will be haring on the 11 of December and then we will probably not hash again until next year with BHN and NN Wendy as the Hares. Until next time fellow hashers!

On-ON
BHN