Hare: Head Nurse
Location: Way down
South in Milton by Enchanted Park.
Quick
little report on a good run way down South.
For
an extraordinary reason, I happened to be late on that evening, partly because
of the extensive distance I needed to cover between my penal colony on the
Eastside on the hash location on the outskirts of Federal Way and also because I
was franticly completing the hash trash before the run as I am doing again
tonight…
Will most likely be late again ! what a procrastinator On Sec we got there !
So
I started the run with my late companion Muddy Balls… It took us quite a while
to find the trail because we were both obsessed with the idea that the trail had
to go through the nearby quarry instead of some unnoticeable suburban compounds
as it actually did…
After
a few unclear checks, Muddy Balls became more and more frustrated and finally
vanished behind me… I kept on calling on-on as I was progressively deciphering
the trail but the poor bloke never reappeared. Sadly enough it was an A-B run
and I believe that the Muddy boy must have been cussing for a while back at his
car, not seeing any hounds or hares and finally bursted in flames…
After
passing on a paved road a few dwellings, the run finally took us on some gravel
trail and then on some cute little shiggy trails… We finally went a bit in the
quarry to finish the run in some kind of paintball camp where frustrated
rednecks and geeks go and shoot themselves… No action that night, we had the
entire park for ourselves!
My
hat to the hare for a fine trail… Our Head Nurse is definitely making some
progress…
As
it was originally promised, the hare offered some wienie roast and we then on to
proceed with the circle…
It
was Depends On Me last run in the Northwest before returning to his wife
in Hawaii and therefore he decided to go out with a bang !
The
wanker brought a little bimbo Lillian claiming to be visiting from Central
America, although looking awfully blond for that matter.
We
tolerated the presence of the bimbo since she came from a greater distance than
500 miles… Furthermore, she was a good sport with the whole Alouette ordeal
beautifully performed by FC.
A
new transplant from Texas Captain Hazelwoody
provided some beautiful new songs that could not even be heard by our absent JGM
Musicman Thumper…
Another
highlight of the evening was the passionate demonstration of love between no one
else that our hash historian Tyson Half
Ast (obviously no longer known as Full
Cunt…) and our JGM Hollyfield
Snowballs.
© 1997 – Iallsability, Inc.
Overall
it was a great hash and you should have been there…
On On
Dim
Sum
NFP: Capt. Hazelwoody (Head Nurse?), Visitors: Depends on Me & Lillian? (Dim Sum)