Well we hit the hash hard with a smaller pack, which left more beer for the rest of us. The hares gave the pack only 5 minutes at the start and "finish their beer" at each of the beer checks, but they manage to elude the pack. The trail ended at the HASH HOUSE, with BBQ and beer for all.
Some accusations (2% truth) came out in the circle that would scare the visiting grandparents:
- Dick Pilot was seen throwing rocks at a dead raccoon (in his defense, he didn't know it was dead until he hit it a few times)
- Cock-a-Puke-a-Doo found herself recognized during this act, and
- Super Tripper Stripper aparently lived up to her name having almost tripped, and then stripped (and gave herself stuffed t-shirt implants)
- The hasher formerly known as "Just Erik", found his daughter drinking and driving erratically while honking the horn in the back yard. (good thing she's only 1 and will get off without a fine)
- Goez Down EZ Autohashed with the baby
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Just Randee:
'Swallow my Lucky Charms'
(his wife 'Super Tripper Stripper' is supposed to tell everyone that 'they're magically delicious!')
Just Erik:
'Thickle Me Haths'
(he was tickled into falling out of bed onto the champange glass, and apparently couldn't say his own last name 'Hash' when he was little) I wasn't sure about this name myself, until I heard him say it- now I laugh every time he says it.
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