Madison Hash House Harriers

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November 24, 2007

HASH HISTORY - HASH RUN #1580 - MEAN BEAVER + Bearaboobs

The air was brisk and there was just a bit of snow on the ground from the recent dusting when about 25 hashers showed up at Baxter Park in the Rimrock/Moorland neighborhood for this run set by MEAN BEAVER and BEARABOOBS, who stepped up to take this run that no one had claimed. After the hares attempted to provide instructions to the inattentive crowd, the trail headed immediately into the shiggy of the e-way. Still early in the run, just before coming out onto the local roads and streets, Just Liz was lost due to a nagging injury. After traversing the area, the pack found a beer check and wolf-like dogs in the back of BEARABOOBS' jeep. The beer was in cans labeled in deer hunter orange in anticipation of the upcumming hunt. It was at this point that MEAN BEAVER announced that she heard gunshots while setting trail through this area... ironic since we were still in the city rather than in a deer hunting area. After another lengthy beer check, the trail continued off road and back into the shiggy before leading to another alcohol check with various flavors of Boones Farm wine. The weather was just comfortable enough to allow everyone to linger rather than to motivate them to finish the course. After this the trail headed back to the start and on to BEARABOOBS' house for the On-On. The hares had plenty of Lienies and Point beer and a main course of grilled cheese sandwiches and other snacks. The group was anxious to get ceremonies underway so the hares were called up along with MR RHYTHM who could seem to stop yakking. In a fit of creativity, EGG BEATER served the down-down beers in random vessels he found in BB's kitchen. Some of these worked well but others made it difficult to secure an adequate lip lock. The FRBs were SHOW ME and CO CO while AH SHIT was declared the whiner. The hash shit went to Just Liz for her fake in jury, and to EGG BEATER for playing with a dead deer carcass found along the trail. The SCBs were JELLY, ORAL DEATH and READY and the JFLs were LITTLE KAHUNA and MR RHYTHM. The seldom seens were STIFFY and CAN'T FIND IT. New boots were Just Michelle and Just Kevin, both made cum by Just John who is also Just Michelle's father. Wretched excess went to RETURN TO GENDER, READY, MEAN BEAVER, WILL HO and ORAL DEATH all for running an actual race earlier in the day. The DFL was CUMS 'N GOES who provided her own song of Peter Penis, and who received a major sniffing from Zombie the dog. After a long string of nose related names, Just John was named NosetraDumbAss after developing a nose bleed during the run. ROADBEATER followed with a rap performance using lyrics found on the run. After this, BARELY arose to eloquate upon the topic of the hash disclaimer, Carpe Dickum. All the women pretended to not understand what he was talking about when he declared, "If you don't have one, grab one." STROKES, WHITE CLIFFS, Just Cindy and BARELY all felt left out so they were awarded down-downs just before the big finale of JELLY BOOBS and WHITE CLIFFS performing birthday shots of beer. In the end, a few people crawled into the hot tub and the final quote from BB the next day was, "There were things left floating in the hot tub that I couldn't recognize." Many thanks to BEARABOOBS and MEAN BEAVER for taking this unscheduled run!!!

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