A Drinking Club with a Running Problem
Sorry this is soooo late getting out, but I’ve been away & when I returned, I had to get into the swing of the new semester. Anyway, here goes as I remember it….
Long ago, in a galaxy far, far away… oops! Wrong story!
Four score and seven years ago… Nope, thats not it! Hang on, I know its in here somewhere
…She slowly undid his shirt caressing ever so… NO,NO,NO! WAIT, I know!
Van Donsell road. Yep, thats what the directions say, but this can’t be it! Theres nothing back here but a bunch of fools with their cars stuck in the mud! Oh wait, this IS it. A live hash began the 227th as hares Skull and Might he Blow took off in opposite directions. Someone decided to follow Skull (probably because he’d be the one to let someone catch him) He led us on a roundabout through the finger lakes trails, skirting ponds, dirt roads, and pine boughs untill we reached the second leg of the hash. On-on through the Hill formerly known as Greek Peak Ski Resort (with an emphasis on the word ‘ski’). There was very little snow that day although we did find enough to rub our legs and other extremeties raw. On-on back into the woods and around and about with surprisingly few injuries considering the treachery of the slopes. Finally (to quote one of my favorite dittys) O’er the river and through the woods to the most run down looking, out in the middle of nowherest, nice on the inside place I’ve chanced to on-in at. Down-downs were given, Awards were exchanged, and there was much rejoicing. Then Bam-Bam was nice enough to allow an On-On-In at his humble abode (and there was much rejoicing).
Hash Awards:
… aw damn, I dont remember.
PS can anyone do the ReHash for the 228th since I was out of town? Thanks in advance.
Calvin Klimax