ReHash #287

ReHash 2/21/99

Any Hash that starts where they stop plowing the road has to make for some great scenery. Hares Toothy and Spread Eagle set just such a trail on Sunday; and the Hashers braved some nipple-hardening temperatures! One really cool thing on the trail was an old cabin with a well-pump inside that actually worked. Phil McCrackin pumped it hard– until it gushed a mirky fluid onto the floor.

Bloody-Late-Arriving-Bastards Yokonape and Bam Bam moved with cat-like swiftness to catch up with the Hash just after the Hash Rest. There seemed to be some confusion, however, who was responsible for their BLABesque arrival. As Nape attempted to blame Bam Bam, Broken Pole detected a quirky eye movement (up, and to the left) which made her story quickly topple like a Jenga tower.

Broken Pole then proceeded to leap off a cliff and land hard in the creek at the bottom. Luckily, the left side of his face broke his fall. After brushing himself off, Broken Pole and the rest of the hashers were on their way back to the vehicles. Other hash crashes included Vibrator and Calvin Klimax. They did not have to drink, however, due to the brain-fade of the disorganized, yet lovable, new Religeous Advisor.

Next, something too upsetting even to think about happened at Toothy and Jushad’s Shindagin bungalow. While we may someday be able to look back and laugh, the melancholy that surrounded the broken keg still lingers for many-a-hasher. Ignoring the old wive’s tale that water and electricity don’t mix, Small Sack and Calvin attempted to thaw the frozen keg with a hairdryer as it soaked in the warm bathtub.

Abandoning the impotent keg, the Hashers flocked to the Crooked Board for emergency beers! Calvin and Ball Wrinkle each did down-downs for poor math skills (i.e., not being able to count to 5 at the checkpoint). Bam Bam and Mad Dog enjoyed the tang of new-shoe beer; while Hungman drank for wearing groovey Marti Gras beads which he secured during his recent boob-a-rama trip to New Orleans.

Skull and Jushad were the bobbits. Having officiated at a Cornell track event, Skull was looking dapper in his skull & crossbones tie and sportsjacket. On his jacket he wore a red ribbon– like an award-winning pie. Underneath his dress shirt, he wore the HASHIT (to be awarded to Spread Eagle); both stripped to the waist for the ceremony. You’ve got to love it.

See you in a couple of weeks!

On-on!
Tequila Bill