Many thanks to FART CONNER, JUST SHOWS UP & QUARTER POUND HER for haring RH3 612B yesterday in New Holland.

We set off on a fun trail through town that included one of the oddest backchecks I have ever seen - odd but effective as the pack soon came to the BC.

The traditional mannequin arm flipping the bird was on display next to the case of Lager and near-professional quality sign for the titcheck. 100% of the bimbos honored the sign as the virgins males scrambled for their cameras - too late.

The trail ended far too soon for such a nice day (in spite of a 2 beer stay at the check and introspection on the life of koi fish at the park's waterfalls and pond) but we knew even better things awaited.

Several of the wankers were all too happy to direct a beautiful young tanned blonde HACC student into the Ritz where she would serve in her position of mini-skirt wearing Yuengling girl.

The owners of the bar were waiting for us when we came in before long a buzz passed through the throngs that The Man was in town. When the doors opened and he entered the room broke into applause and Im sure that a few "hip hip hoorays" were heard. People lifted their 175th anniversary souvenir 20oz glasses to the
sky in toasts and the party was on.

Because BETH HAS BEER had forwarded the hash announcement on to Pottsville, he soon came over to the pack and hung out. He was moved by the reading of the emails from CUNTANAMO and COGO and had zero idea that Y-Lager was being sold at Gitmo in Cuba.

Our circle was about to begin anyway so we got it going and used kamikaze shots bought with FARTs leftover prepaid tickets from the 2003 blizzard/Pearl Harbor Day/tried the first time to meet him hash. We called The Man forward and formally named him ITS OK I OWN THE BREWERY. He not only busted up laughing but
wore his hash necklace the entire evening even through the "official" pictures with his staff and the Ritz staff and 100s of snapshots by hashers and civilian drunks alike.

The formal downdowns followed and the short circle closed with the remaining 6 or 10 ounces of kamikaze being poured in a glass and given to virgin JUST ANDY.

You couldnt have met a more approachable guy - especially one who is a multi-millionare and owns one of the most pop culture breweries in the USA. He gave us his business card and offered to co-hare a future hash THROUGH the
brewery!

When he was signing JUST KATs boobs he said, "I have to be careful about what marker I use - I dont wanna pop those things!". Thankfully his young stunning fiance didnt seem to mind.

The Y-Girl was giving out free samples and a small army of distributors awarded top of the line Yuengling tshirts, hats, baseballs and other prizes. Everyone had fair game to 175th souvenir blinking badges, three kinds of posters -
autographed if you wish and a couple of other giveaways.

The wings were served on Yuengling frisbees and were delicious. The hash was, as always, the center of attention.

Two of the Y fans that showed up from Hershey were former H5'ers - nerd names Tom and Carolyn, hash names forgotten.

Another great guy we met was Big Mike - a civilian mariner standing about 6'3" tall and weighing about 350#. He used a good sized glass pitcher as a mug and was just called back a week early to ship out Monday. He works for the Military Sealift Command hauling ammunition and supplies to Iraq. He asked if he could hash and we promised to hare a walkers trail for him when he returns in February. He was a great reminder that the war is being fought by countless
Americans, not just those in combat gear on the front lines.

At one point we had two tables covered in reserve glasses of beer - 20 pints didnt last long as this was a thirsty and beer loving group.

After the last letter was delivered, EVERYDAY ASSHOLE showed up and had copies of the actual lawsuit papers filed by the FL wankerette. Nasty ugly stuff.

Both BHB and her husband invited us back and said they are going to try to hash on 10/24 for the UN Day Trail in Lancaster.

As I was leaving The Man was standing alone outside smoking. I thanked him again and chatted for a while. he said he is always amazed at the reception he gets when he goes places and people recognize him. We also hacked down the big Y 175th banner to send to Cuba.

It was an awesome day and I hope he someday comes back to the Ritz but if not,it was a hash I will never forget.
The photo album will be online later today at www.readinghash.20m.com

Even if Yuengling Lager didnt taste like the little slice of heaven that it does, I would probably drink it just because of its hasher loving CEO!

OE

" I really am your long lost son. Please adopt me and let me live in the small apartment in the bell tower above the brewery.

You know the one with the beer tap that never stops flowing."