Run #1205 - New Year's Tacky Formal

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Free Big Rock Beer! Yippee! Yahoo! There IS a God!

(Food too! I'm in heaven!)

January 1, 2005

Hares: Kawky Whoreurrrrrrrrr, Burning Rubber and Inspect Her Butt
Where: Thunder Tit's Hangover Dome, 120 Riverview Close SE
Attendance: 39

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The group circled up promptly sometime New Year's Day under the esteemed direction of our mostly competent Hash Mattress. Due to the beastly temperatures, the circle was humanely done inside Ms. T. Tit's palatial palace somewhere in the depths of southeast suburbia. You wouldn't believe how some people dress in this area of town? I think that serious counselling is in order! After a few of the normal bla, bla, bla announcements and banter, and some confusing chatter about numbers for marks which I'm sure that no one really understood, we were off like a herd of mis-dressed fashion faux pas!

After a relatively short, but frigid run, the group again congregated back at Thunder Tits home for FREE BIG ROCK BEER. No, this is not a misprint! FREE BIG ROCK BEER! Yes, I was in heaven!

After a short delay, Hash Test Dummy called the group to attention by banging her gong. It turns out that Hash Test and Squeaky were today's RA's as the Stickies were missing in action. Probably holed up somewhere with hand cuffs and whipped cream, and smarties, and whips and chains...... IT'S ALRIGHT, I'M BACK ........ sickies!...... I'm sure they need counselling! Anyhow, where was I? Squeaky advised us all that this was going to be "the year of the woman", "girl power" and a bunch of other bla, bla, bla. The choir was called up starting with Zenny; who the hell is Zenny? Xena, Warrior Princess, Party Pumper and Lakey eventually answered the call and enjoyed the first down down of ICE COLD BIG ROCK BEER.

REMAINDER OF THE DOWNDOWNS

Kawky, Hash Shit Master then called up Auntie Frank to pass on the esteemed Hash Shit to one of the following worthy candidates: Beer Angel, Pussy Willow, Krusty, or Jaws. Hash Test told a rambling tail of sex and debauchery on trail regarding the use of the esteemed Hash Shit as a proverbial hot potato. After a very close vote, Jaws received the Esteemed Vessel as a reward for not being able to tell the difference between +20C and -20C.

Snow Job also received a post dressed award for being the tackiest dressed hasher in the room. Knowing that SJ just spent the part of the holiday season in Houston, is this the current fashion happening on the New York runways these days? Have I mentioned that counselling is available for a small charge?

Purple Twist turned 18 yesterday, so a cake appeared and the hash sang a rousing rendition of something.

Some other stuff happened, but I can't remember what. Did I mention the FREE ICE COLD BIG ROCK BEER!

On On!
Dr. Fill

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