As I sat here starting to write hashtrash for last
night's trail, I realized that Whiney submitted a trash so I'll cut mine
Pms' perspectives on BH4 Run #967....
began in search of Select 55. Postage Tramp and I stopped at
two stores on the way to the hash to no avail. So we arrived to the hash under
the assumption that it was going to be a drunken PMS night.
First of all the hares decided it would be a good idea
to start the trail from the same place that the 1st District Police have their
quarterly meeting. However, since it didn't prove to be a problem, maybe we
should employ this tactic for all future Big Hump trails. Very clever
Our hares for the
evening, F*ck Me Rudolph and Tig Ol' Bitties
began with a detailed chalktalk in hopes of ensuring that our umpteen virgins
would be able to follow trail and then asked for a 15 minute head (who said
ran much of the post circle down downs during said 15 minutes in an
attempt to keep post circle short so we could adjourn to watch the
I think Postage was
in circle for each and every pre-circle down down. For at least two of those
down downs Postage shotgunned a full beer. Heheh, can you say Drunken Postage
Tramp night? This probably explains why he lost his keys last
to all of the new faces, Disco suffered a severe case of Kennel Confusion - during the grope shot he thought he
was at the Tumbling Dice Full Moon Hash but during circle he thought he was at the St.
We had Backsliders, among which were Nurse
Hashshit and Ricky's Crabshack It Was Only Once and It Was 23
Years Ago I Just Wanted to Point That Out.