Hares: Daisy Duke, Can You Hear Me Now
Where: Sideline Bar & Grill
Big Rock: Cheap and Plentiful,
Really Cheap and Really Plentiful
Religious Advisor: Abandoned Pussy
The hash was vibrating with more excitement than one of Rubbermade’s toys. Seldom has the colour orange glared so brightly, so loudly, and so obnoxiously! Hares Daisy Duke and Can You Hear Me Now had declared it a Dutch King run, and the Calgary kennel responded in numbers and one very loud colour!
In the circle, there was a masked unknown hasher, and a couple archives that trucked up to see whether hash was now cool… of course we are still not. Hopefully they will keep coming back anyway. Rubbermade held control sternly for about 20 seconds – a new PB for her, and worth noting!
Daisy sent a bottle around of something that he declared older than the hills. There is a reason we as a species evolve, and one swig of that ancient elixir reminded us that we are so fortunate today to have so many other booze choices. But then I don’t think I’m Dutch, and I don’t make a habit of munching on rolled up pickled herring either…
The trail (for the 5 hashers who followed the true trail) offered the unique opportunity to boulder and enjoy the riverside. 100 other members of the hash however, decided “not so much” and dodged Daisy’s trail, leaving Spittin Balls, Bare Down There, Flashpants, Pyro, Roaring Nancy, and Master Beater having to catch up the rest of the night. A nicely set trail, on a very nice weather night, by a couple of very nice hares, with nice cold Big Rock at the Regroup. How nice.
Everyone’s pleasant respite was suddenly interrupted however by a camper trailer rocking, hopping, and swaying – finally none other than Auntie Frank came sauntering out with Princess Monkey Spanker and Knight Stalker. Everyone seemed happy, they must have had a nice time.
Abandoned Pussy had the honours of handing out the much needed religion, and her horniness! Her choir was the menagerie of Menage A Trois, King Shit,and Aunty Frank
Apparently AP had Hardley inside her and it resulted in a lot of other good things happening
There was an interlube as AP considered eating Master Beater’s ass out
There was apparent jealously over Frigid Beaver lining up a John by phone on the corner
Rubbermade and Romeo were first done (of no surprise to anyone)
Running Dry had complained so much she has been left out of anniversary runs, we celebrated her… 36th run?? WTF??
Dementia apparently brought her cheap dildo to the hash, which had something to do with Men O Pause…
…As Men O Pause was seen running down the street with Dementia’s hash mutt, leading to the natural question, who’s the bitch in this picture?
Sneevil’s shirt was recognized with her in it
And Pink Meat was recognized for how much she filled her shirt that night
Master Beater stared in wonderment at the view point, completely unable to fathom what was so view-worthy. Right there under his nose was Bare Down There – completely missed it. Thankfully, she unveiled herself the incredible view, providing clarity to Beater
I’ve seen (and thankfully only heard about) some pretty awful things go into Hasher and Harrierette mouths before – but Princess Monkey Spanker, Can You Hear me Now, and Daisy Duke all swallowed down huge rolls of pickled herring. No one knows why, we are pretty sure that no one wants to know why either
Ending the night was Buried Pleasure putting on a clinic on how to down the 250 runs half yard. It was an impressive display of swallowing I must say in complete admiration!