Run #1074 - Back Again with Chicken Wings and Tomatoes!

November 4, 2002

Hares: Randy Bastard, Knobslinger
Where: TigerSteidt Block Bar - S.E. Corner of 9th Ave and Centre St NE
Attendance: 57

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We are back! I am sure that is what the management of the very small extremely well decorated pub was thinking when the CHHH showed up on Monday night. Hell the Full moon hash, and COGS are regulars, so why not the CHHH. Personally the thoughts going through my mind of the atmosphere consisted of:

"Who are the two doing it on the pool table?"

"Holy crap the hash has managed to get a lot smellier and I do not think the groups IQ has improved."

Once the circle or I should say circles formed...one in front of the bar and one behind, I definitely realized that not much has changed and I am back! Once the circles merged as one, things went down hill very quickly. Snevil suggested that she call out "Doris" and I should call out "Snevil". Is this some weird fucked up sex fantasy? Then things really got bad, as I realized Pole Vault was standing on the other side of me. I feel so bad for that ugly bastard, as I can not image going through life being that freakishly weird. But he seemed happy enough rummaging through the dumpster, looking for what ever. He did find a box of chicken wings gone bad which he sold to somebody for 45 bucks. Go figure.

The RA brought people in to the middle of the circle for a number of notable events. I can not remember who though, except she did place a crown on some princess's head. We have now arrived at the bottom of the hash scum pool. A crown! What the fuck is that? Drury entered the circle to ask for help scribing. This is were I really started to laugh my ass off. This was the same shit we went through last year. None of you lazy bastards wanted to scribe, but hey...you love to read the hash sheet. Let's face it you all are a bunch of morons. Some were in the midst of my laughter was when the hash nominated me to scribe for thr evening since I have not been out in some time.

Lots of people asked why I have not been out in some time . Hmmm...let me see... got married, am renovating the basement, started a new business venture and I am still trying to get fat like the rest of you. Sort of like the rest of you ugly fat assed fuckers, except the parts about getting married, renovating the basement, starting a new business venture and still trying to get fat, because you are. Anyways the whole marriage thing is quite interesting, as before the house was my kingdom...well a messy kingdom, but none the less my kingdom. Now the kingdom sparkles and is run by two females. One is the dog and the other is the wifer. Sometimes you arrive back at the new kingdom, and you are met by both girls...one has to be let out to shit and the other is in a shitty mood. It is going to be a while till I figure this one out.

Bloody Sheets will be out hashing soon. She has been very busy working, it takes a lot to feed a husband and dog you know. Speaking of eating, most of the hashers took off in search of food before the last hasher left the bar. I know Overdone was crying about food before the hash even got back to the bar. All I heard was that was available for food was chicken wings (thanks to Pole Vault) and stale notcho (sp?) chips. The trail it self was quit well set as it meandered about and took us by a local pub, which was not a beer regroup. What were the hares thinking? Dumb shits. There was suppose to be a regroup but I got smart when I realized that there would not be any beer at the regroup and headed back to the bar. About 2 blocks from the bar Whale Wanker caught up to me and mumbled something about being hungry and Pole Vault finding some chicken wings.

Speaking of being hungry I have taken up growing tomatoes in doors. I need a hobby now that I am not chief scribe. I moved my tomato plants indoors from the garden since they grew so bloody shitty this summer. There new home is in the basement with some grow lights and they are really starting to grow like mad. We have eaten a few of these basement grown wonders but I can see a new bumper crop in the near future. I am thinking of trying to grow some hydroponically, but I will see how things go.

Other highlights and down-downs of the evening

I am sick of writing for you idiots so it is time for a beer. Up Yours!

On-On

Doris Day

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