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In absents of Fart, I have decided to sum
up Saturdays events. It appeared to be a beautiful day for a
hash. The sun was up and the air was warm. As the day
progressed the winds cooled down the pack. As usual, we were off on
time, 4o'clock, Two vigins were in attendance, Just sisters.
Circle was done and introductions were given. Some over achievers
were anxious to start 5 minutes after the harres left, but the rest of the
pack instructed them to wait. So we did. Big Rig had a supply
of animal crackers and pretzels for the pack to consume while waiting to
go. I think he dropped the boxes on purpose so that we would have a
snack. ON ON, into the wooded area, can you imagine, shiggy and a
lot of it. I think that the pack wasn't quite on trail but BN was
yelled, and the pack followed the sounds. (A dead fox hanging in the
bush, smoking a cigarette was guarding the BN) Continuing to go
upwards, we crested a hill and there before us was a lake with an large
deck attached to it. This was the next location of BN, Angels
dog Marley and I think meatless decided to take a dip, while others watch
onwith shivers. The pack was off, with Just Mike, or now known as
"4F you "left a few of his personal belongings behind. Being the
hashers that we are, his belongings were brought along. Did you know
he even tried to hide a cup in a knot hole. Looks like down downs
are due to him. Anyway, the only way left to go was ,of course,
up. We came upon a chicken coop with a tinman attached to the side
of the cage. Not sure what he was used for. After cresting the
hill, Angel found a beautiful conch shell, as well as a flip phone, which
was none of the hashers. What's this, the hare's hat. Well
I'll be. As the trail headed down the other side of the mountainous
hill, a SN was located what resembled some what of a cabin.
Butterscotch liquor was enjoyed by all. Deathwish meet with us, to
bring out the leftovers. On ON towards town, the pack was lead to a
farm that had goats. After ewe's and aahs, the pack headed
out. Across 322, threw a cemetery. Some of the hashers came
across a dug grave with plywood covering it. The last BN was held at
a hasher home, who's name I don't know, but I do know is not an active
hasher. ( Forgive me for I am new with learning names). On oN
to yet one more home of a hasher, a non participant.) Circle was
commenced in the garage. You could tell that it was Just Mikes turn
to get drunk, he consumed quite a few down downs. After circle the
pack piled into DOAS van, which before the hash started, the pack was
instructed to put their dry bags in the van. They quickly took us
back to our vehicles, handed instructions to DOAS' place. And the
party continued. Bar-B-Que chicken, (real chicken), was served
as well as fruit, and vege platters, chips and pretzels. Not to mention
the birthday cup cakes, provide by the birthday boy himself,
EVERYDAY. Do you know he is 62? No! The hot tub was
refreshing as well as the trampoline. Shitty trail was enjoyed by
all. Good Job Deathwish and dick on a stick. ON ON.
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