Hares: Kawky, Krusty (and Wet Wipe didn't show up)
Where: Edworthy Park - South
On-In: Eddie BoDeans Pub and Grill, 1935 - 37th Street SW
Big Rock: Plentiful & cheap
Attendance: 47
Today's question is: If the co-hares for the Edworthy Park hash were called The Two Lovebirds Plus One, to whom would it be referring:
It's hard to decide, although no-show Wet Wipe -- who decided not to appear until everyone was safely tucked away in the bar -- jumbled the equation just a bit.
Whatever the answer, hashers got to enjoy -- or is it endure -- a short route that included bushwhacking through Edworthy's narrow, single-track trails, no water crossings (yahoo), and beer and popsicles, aka the Breakfast of Champions, at a re-group. Early-evening storm clouds brewed to the west, but caused no problems. No one got lost or attacked by a coyote. And everyone made it safely to Eddie BoDeans Pub and Grill afterward, even Tiny Bubbles, who drives like a demented grandmother.
Back at the bar, mirth and joy ensued, including:
Was it a truckload? Was it brought across the border? Was it just for personal use? Sticky's lips were sealed, which sent more tongues to wagging. Inquiring minds and all that. The deal was consummated outside her SUV in an obscure corner of the parking lot. Oh, not that kind of pot, that's different. Never mind.
No worries, guys, it's just Xena's birthday. Hottie secretly hoped that all those hot firefighters show up for her next one.
When Easy D said she was going to be gone for two weeks, it set off a wild rumour that she was leaving for Paris or Milan or some other fall fashion mecca. But, no, the fashionista was just visiting her old stomping grounds in Winnipeg -- which, no doubt, will give her more chances to find additional offensive socks.
The latter wasn't without its moments, including getting threatened with a $500 fine by a US border patrol agent and part-time McDonald's employee for not notifying them 72 hours in advance that he was going to bring his car across the border. But Mr. Homeland Security Death Stare, being the swell guy he is, decided to let Duke slide -- and Duke scampered back to the Canadian side as quickly as possible.
On On!
Duke of Hurl