Run #1444 - One Leg, Two Legs, Red Legs........ Blue Legs?

March 2, 2009

Hares: Dirty Dancer & Mouthful
Where: Cha Cha's Pizza & Pub, 390 Northmount Drive NW
Big Rock: $12.75 jugs
Attendance:

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Because the Hash loves any excuse for a party, today we celebrated the 105th birthday of Theodor Seuss Geisel. Whale Wanker decided to celebrate in style, and not since Blue Balls tossed his well worn Superhero blue tights into the recycle bin has the Hash seen sky blue support hose like those. Thankfully they were more or less the same colour as his shorts, so at least they blended into the background for once.

Oh, the places you'll go! The usual suspects gathered at Cha Cha's for the weekly edition of "Hardly Hears an OnOn" and were not disappointed. Hares Dirty Dancer and Mouthful led the pack round and round, up and down, along streets made almost impassable with slush just at the freezing mark. Unsuspecting hashers were lured into fits of shrieks and screams as they attempted to navigate the trail. Most made it back to the bar but there are some who just can't resist going down on trail.

Compare this subtle cry for attention to the obvious Freudian association in "The Cat in the Hat", that lurid tale of a renegade feline helping two young children understand their own frustrated sexuality. Or not.

Limp Dick was seen bravely recreating his role as a hasher in a remake of One Leg, Two Legs by trying out his remade limbs in a running mode. One would think he would try this out on dry streets, but hey, where's the adventure in that? Downhill on ice makes way more sense.

Back at Cha Cha's, Bobbin the Robin RA took the pack through another chapter of "If I Ran the Zoo" by creating yet another of those bizarre creatures known as "The Choir". Parts were borrowed from the Blue Legged Wanker, the Flame Footed Pyro, the Gimp Legged Dick, and the Randy Bastard. The result was, sadly, predictable. In the category of "Oh the Things You Will See!", Jaws was cited for his R-word shirt. R is R, end of chapter. Hardly and Chick Lick shared a down down for their ice(sex)-capades on trail. Thanks to them your scribe was inspired to find the Dr. Seuss Parody Page, and the "Freudian Analysis of Cat in the Hat". Be sure to blame them next time you see them.

During the resulting chorus of The Sexual Life of the Camel (How Seussian is THAT?) Beer Slayer was seen to wilfully ignore the Bum-Titties just to get a down down. Water anyone? Bobbin Wobbin had to promise not to enact any scenes from "There's a Wocket in my Pocket" (honest! - published in 1974) during this down down. White Balls was then presented his 250th run watch after a relatively short wait.

Finally, your scribe has scribbles that look sort of like "200 million year old Hyena Shit found in Fairy Pass", but has no idea what this might refer to. Fill in the blanks yourselves fair readers. Basically, scribing usually comes down to creating incomprehensible stories from incomprehensible notes. Like the Sneetches discovered:

"until neither the Plain nor the Star-Bellies knew
whether this one was that one or that one was this one
or which one was what one... or what one was who."