Even tho I was one of the alleged hares, I have to praise this run! Pot Ho did a great job of planning it and designing the t-shirts. You might ask why all of us are not getting new ta-ta's. I for one don't want to outgrow the cute t-shirt (Nah, Medicare denied my request, har, har).
The only glitch in the plan was when we ran to the getaway car on our pre-laid trail. The walkers started right after we left, as usual, and we could see them cuming, like a scene out of Shaun of the Dead, lurching along with their walking sticks, ski poles, and canes. Probably wanted to eat our half-brains. The horror will remain in my half-mind for... what was I talking about?
Of course there are always whiners. Rodney Queen should get virtual hashshit for complaining that the arrows were on the left of the trail instead of the right. Another hasher complained that there were no marks, then admitted he shortcut the whole thing.
The rain stopped, the sun came out, some of the new boots came back. We presented Bunhuggers with another t-shirt for when she gets "the ladies." The food at Nyala, the Ethiopian restaurant was very good.
We need some real write-ups! This is our hash history. Remember, if you don't remember hash history, you are doomed to repeat it! -rtd
Bent Penis thinks he's oh so witty. He dog-cussed the fly Itty Bitty. But instead as we know It's his trails that blow And in fact they all suck left hind titty.
PHo wrote a sweet little ditty, Seems she thinks that I'm some Walter Mitty, She dont know what she sayin' When she's slagging my layin' She's the itty bitty titty hashshitty
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a 10 mile death march with only three beer checks and no hot tub.. the itty bitty titty was pritty shitty..
Even tho I was one of the alleged hares, I have to praise this run! Pot Ho did a great job of planning it and designing the t-shirts. You might ask why all of us are not getting new ta-ta's. I for one don't want to outgrow the cute t-shirt (Nah, Medicare denied my request, har, har).
The only glitch in the plan was when we ran to the getaway car on our pre-laid trail. The walkers started right after we left, as usual, and we could see them cuming, like a scene out of Shaun of the Dead, lurching along with their walking sticks, ski poles, and canes. Probably wanted to eat our half-brains. The horror will remain in my half-mind for... what was I talking about?
Of course there are always whiners. Rodney Queen should get virtual hashshit for complaining that the arrows were on the left of the trail instead of the right. Another hasher complained that there were no marks, then admitted he shortcut the whole thing.
The rain stopped, the sun came out, some of the new boots came back. We presented Bunhuggers with another t-shirt for when she gets "the ladies." The food at Nyala, the Ethiopian restaurant was very good.
We need some real write-ups! This is our hash history. Remember, if you don't remember hash history, you are doomed to repeat it!
-rtd
Bent Penis thinks he's oh so witty.
He dog-cussed the fly Itty Bitty.
But instead as we know
It's his trails that blow
And in fact they all suck left hind titty.
feel the love,
Pot Ho
PHo wrote a sweet little ditty,
Seems she thinks that I'm some Walter Mitty,
She dont know what she sayin'
When she's slagging my layin'
She's the itty bitty titty hashshitty
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