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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!