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Twatnot.com Live Run !
PSH3 Run #539
May 17th 2001

God, 1.5 hours before the run starts in Des Moines and I am still in Redmond beginning to write the trash for the last run… don’t expect any Moliere, Shakespeare or Faulkner this time…

So, this is how we got the hare for that run…
Our very own Sasquatch man also known as Twatnot.com was coerced at the Agpu and this time, it did not even involve Gallopin playing his AGPU traditional hare raiser tricks to get some victims under the influence of the alcohol.
No this time, it was no-one else but  the Machiavellian and squeal Just A Little Prick,  who very quickly after having received the latest version of the gorgeous Puget Sound H3 annual, studied the data and discovered that good old Twatnot.com had ran more than 20 runs with the Puget Sound H3 but never had hared any run… No mercy, the crime was shouted out loud and soon enough red-in-the-face Twatnot.com muttered : ‘hum, of course, I would be delighted to hare a Puget Sound H3 run…” 
Good move Just a Little Prick !

All what Twatnot.com really needed was a little push to enter the inner circle of good Puget Sound hares….
It worked so well that he has already volunteered to co-hare in few weeks another Puget Sound H3 Summer Great Event:  La Marseillaise IX.
A night not to be missed !

So, Twatnot.com decided not only to hare a run but to go out all the way and hared a LIVE run !

A very fine trail it was for a solo hare, fully aware that blood thirsty hounds were on his heels… He was not even caught !  A fine job indeed !

Here we were circling around around and around the Lake Hills section of Bellevue. We went through some great shiggy and of course a bit of typical suburban pavement across housing developments.

The best line of the night was stated by no-one else than our very own Religious Advisor Head Nurse at the Beer Check complaining: “I sold my bike to get married…”

Of course, our usual culprits missed the beer check by the lake: Thumper (spotted running headless on the other side of the lake in apparently every directions, and not even thinking of swimming across the lake towards us…) FC and Midget, what a surprise !
Fugawee took a pretty long course but I am so glad to see him running every run til the end … Definitely there to keep our hare on their toes !

Gallopin obviously does not get enough spanking at home and decided that he needed to rough it up by cutting his own rear on the bottom of a metal fence while Just a Little Prick and Headnurse were jumping high above it simultaneously … lovely sight !

A lot of bestiality on the run as well…
Headnurse chasing a snapper… creative mind, he got  !

Thumper and  Where’s chasing a little pussy cat… at least for once it was not a sheep…

FC & Midget Molester proudly displaying their brand new personally embroidered folding chairs they received the weekend before in Canada at an International  hash function….

The fools even thought it was a good idea to sit in them during the circle….
What do they think we are ?    The #$%@  Froggy Club Med ?

And of course my favorite culprits for the night: Crooked Dick and Inserted Backwards exceptionally able to attend a Puget Sound H3 run because the girls were having their nights out anyway….
Our very own Pussy-whipped hashers for this coming year !

PAY BACK TIME, READ MY LIPS, CROOKED DICK, THIS IS PAY BACK TIME !

All and all a good evening with a somewhat uneventful pissup at the Factoria Pub.

Hares … it’s Summer , get us outside for crying out loud !

Your devoted On Sec

Dim Sum

Finally some news from ex Puget Sound JGMs:

I was talking on the phone a few days ago in Prague with Singed Sack who is starting to run low on cash…  The horny bastard a few weeks ago was sitting in a bar in Vienna and started shooting the breeze with some Serbian bimbo… Soon enough, she was subdued by the fact they could relate to each other in Czech and start sitting on Mr Suave Sack’s legs… At that point, prudent Singed Sack (having learned the hard way in countless other bars…) stopped and asked if she knew anybody in the bar. To which she pointed at 3 huge Serbian around the room and mentioned : “this one is my brother, this one my dad and this one my cousin…” Thank God, our very own Singed Sack can still run otherwise he would be either married to a Serbian family by now or simply decomposing in some Austrian garbage dumpster…

On the other end of the spectrum, one of our other emeritus retired JGM African Mule is doing everything he can to stop running:

African Mule: ”
By the way.......you know in this part of the world there are large concrete drainage ditches for handling the heavy rain.  You NEVER step on the gratings that cover this drainage ditches as they are in poor repair and will fail.  Only about half  have gratings.  You ALWAYS watch where you step.

 At a hash run, on the way to my car where it was extremely dark - I step into one of those frigging drainage ditches.Broke my right leg. Now in a cast from above my knee to below my ankle.  If I am lucky in another two weeks I will be put in a smaller cast and can then drive again.  GADS.....I hate losing the independence of transport.”