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August 20th, 2005
Start: Galleria Mall in Warner Robins
Hare: Lemon Nads
So...apparently, I'm one of many designated to do a Hash
Trash....well shit, here are some observations from Saturday's
trail...#22?
It was hot as hell and the hare (Lemon' Nads...I think that's
French) had the good sense to start the trail at 5 so it
would only be 98 instead of 107. Rub-her Dickie decided
to bring her new lover to trail so we had four virgins and
a first timer. I think we had 14-15 hashers total. The virgins
did a good job, they seemed to like the beer and none of
them got lost. Of course, one of them has the same tattoo
as Twisted Pair so he will be named Twisted's Bitch at the
first possible opportunity.
The walkers started trail about 4 minutes after the hare
and the two runners waited until 6 minutes. The pack got
horribly lost at the first check (even though we knew exactly
where it was going) and we wasted about 10 minutes. I think
Bubba was just looking in the windows at Hooters...I don't
think he was looking for trail at all.
Anyway, the hare went into a tunnel in front of the mall
that went all the way over behind Beef's. He then proceeded
into another tunnel and came out at the beer check...I almost
beat him there. The heat was already getting to Nads and
he stayed at the beer spot for about 20 minutes. But...everyone
made it to the beer stop and there was much rejoicing. Although,
I did hear someone ask how long you had after cutting yourself
before you really NEEDED a tetanus shot.
Two hounds beat the hare in to the end and there were many,
many down-down's as our RA, Rectal Ranger, actually did
a decent job of running circle (well, after we told all
the control freaks to hush and let him do it). Some of the
virgin's sponsors promised to barf but they never did...assholes.
We saw some boobies and drank many beers and sang some new
songs even. Most of the details are hazey to me now...hmm,
wonder why?
We wrapped up the circle with a stirring rendition of Swing
Low and the on-after split in various directions as many
people were old and tired and others were young and drunk.
That is way too much detail for a hash trash but if I'm
not verbose at least I'm wordy.
On-on to the next beer check
Hasta Buyit
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