A Drinking Club with a Running Problem
May 12 – icky sticky rehash
It’s a wonderful day in the neighbourhood… a shiggy day in the neighbourhood… i think i’ll go hash with my neighbour.
So it’s ithacating again, and most hashers are cowering in their homes, but Ball Wrinkle and Half Monty, our two soggy hares, ventured out to set a wonderful trail through Hector National Forest
Extra Testicle, Hairy Itchy Vine, the hasher formerly known as Just Clair (see below), Spike, and Scooby Snatch had a few beers and talked about setting off on the trail. Well, eventually, they did set off, directly into the green-grass shiggy. They cautiously splashed over the cow-dropping shiggy, and ran through the spiny-vine shiggy, very careful to avoid the dangerous dry spots on trail.
After a run through some forest shiggy, and over some swamp shiggy, they were confronted with the most dreadful sight of a BG on trail. Yes, "beer gone". Some insidious non-hashers had a few cans of cheap beer on trail and didn’t even have the decency to leave a sip or two in the bullet-holed cans that lay scattered on the ground.
So the hashers continued through the trail shiggy and over some thicket shiggy, careful to avoid the dangerous dry spots on trail, until they came to the BN, the BS, and a small cooler of cold cheap beer. At this point, someone had the decency to point out that the hasher formerly known as Just Clair was the only woman running the hash this fine day. There were a few reflections about Little Oral Annie usually being the only woman and the group sex which would then ensue. So there was talk of a good old fashioned gang bang while covered with shiggy. The hasher formerly known as Just Clair didn’t seem to disapprove, but, just as the fun was getting started and the excited hashers were discovering just how lubricating shiggy can be, who shows up but Little Oral Annie herself, hoping to get in on the action.
Unfortunately, her paternal guardian, Butt Floss, didn’t seem too inclined to share, so they finished their beer and headed out over some road shiggy to an IC, where Butt Floss demonstrated how he uses his floppy drive.
Continuing down some trail shiggy, through some forest shiggy, they came to some stream shiggy. Now, it was at this point where Scooby Snatch decided to demonstrate his amazing hash-crash skills. Okay, admittedly, he had been jumping in many puddles along the way, trying to splash his fellow hashers with shiggy, but this stream shiggy must have looked irresistibly tempting, becuase he took a good hefty slashing leap into what must have seemed like a shallow spot of water at the time. After realizing the actual depth of said stream, and falling into a makeshift belly flop (8.7, 8.9, 9.4, 9.0, and from the Russian judge 3.2), Scooby Snatch lingered onto shore for some good old fashioned hash ridicule. Fun was had by all.
The hashers then ventured up some hill shiggy, down some trail shiggy, and along some road shiggy to the On In, where the hares were honoured, everyone was duly punished for nothing in particular, some weenies were roasted, some pasta devoured, and the shiggy festered. The hasher formerly known as Just Clair was christened "Shiggy Shiggy Gang Bang" for the delightful shiggy action behind the outhouse. The circle then dissolved and merriment ensued.
There was also talk of Butt Floss and Little Oral Annie setting the next hash, and more talk about Shiggy Shiggy Gang Bang and Scooby Snatch setting the one after. All other events occurring that day are denied for legal reasons, but we’ll be happy to draw detailed pictures for the papers.
This report was brought to you by Spike, shiggy, and the letter B…