Seattle Hash House Harriers Run #403
Lets see...we met in West Seattle in a parking lot behind
a Washington Mutual and a liquor store. It
was a windy day and the hares were conspicuously absent at the proscribed start
time so we gathered and drank some beer and waited.
The hares finally showed up and including the hares, we had about 15-20 hashers.
The hares were Fish and (no name)Bonnie and this was definitely dead hare
since they just got back from laying (the trail that is).
Fish remarked before sending us off that the trail was well marked and
that they went through so much flour the ended up having to buy more.
These words came back to haunt him later.
The trail started to the south but quickly turned to the
east until we arrived at a park (which I do not know the name of) and I thought
trail would lead into the park. Instead,
the hares kept us on the street and led us down the hill where we basically hit
a false and backtracked to the true trail that did indeed go into the park. Very cunni(li)ng(us) on their part. We meandered through some woods and I failed to notice
any particularly noteworthy acts by any other hashers (no one did anything
really stupid yet). After
meandering through some good trails, we found the beer check and took the pause
that refreshes.
From the beer check, we had to climb a fence to the edge
of a golf course and then trail basically went back the way we came but on the
other side of the fence (and the grass really WAS greener!). I didn't stick around to see which wankers helped which
bimbo's over the fence and therefore am unable to incriminate anyone.
After a short jog along the edge of the golf course, the trail turned
back into the same woods and we shortly experienced an uncanny sense of deja-vu.
The bastards had brought us back to the outbound trail and what was
worse, there was an "on in" laid and just beyond it there were 2
arrows pointing at us (from the outbound trail) and we were at least a mile from
the start. Hmmm...I could have
sworn they said it was A to A. The
hares finally had to make up for their ineptness by leading us to true trail out
of the park at which point we all basically ignored the (nonexistent) trail and
jogged back to the start.
Let's see, what down-downs were awarded to whom?
My memory is a little vague on everyone else, but for obvious reasons I
remember receiving several down-downs myself.
One was for defending myself against an accusation of wearing new shoes
by observing that I'd worn them to several hashes as well as a recent 1/2
M*******. Doh!
Then I got awarded for bleeding on Dickless on trail and the bimbos
howled derisively at me when I explained it was that time of the month.
I think they made me drink again. I
know Dickless was in the circle at least 3 times, but I'm not clear on the
reasons. Then again, with Dickless
you don't need any other reason to award her a down-down.
She just deserves it. :)
Some of the hashers that I remember being there (my
memory is hazy at 34 years) would include: the previously mentioned hares,
Dickless (of course), 100 DB, Chicken Trax and wife Back Trax (I think that's
her name) as well as a friend from out of town who's hash name I forget, Crash (latecummer
that didn't run), Wheres, Safe Sex/Gallopin' (I always forget which name he uses
at which hash), Iron Lady (didn't run and sat in the car the whole time-was
awarded down-down for this), Ass-ma, Pork Her, Bitch 'N Hoe, a hash couple that
is pretty new to the area and who's names I forget, (Early Ejaculation?).
There were others but the details are hard to remember
after the drunken orgy we had at a nearby pub.
Probably longer than you wanted, but I felt it was better
to give more detail and you can include what you want.
On on!