Fourth of July Follow The Wrong Leader
1,
July, 2000
The Kiss My Hash House Harriers’
long suffering Religious Advisor returned, just in time to hare the fourth of
July run. Running from Ft. Sam the hounds made their way through a patriotic
and “heated” tour, which should ended downtown.
And it would have, had Hashshite recipient Up & Out not
decided to lead the entire pack “Independently” of the hash marks., and away
from the liquid “amber waves of grain.”
All was not lost however, as the “Studly” Rear Ender was there as sweep
to save the day! She was moved by the
honour, she was “bursting” to “Declare” her joy to us, repeatedly. Thus, the hounds decided she should also be
bestowed with the Mop Squeezer Award for her efforts.
Bobby Douche lead the Virgins, (Cathernie, Titty twister, Jerry’s
Kid, Roll On, and Roger) by finding the prize flag along the trail. Blazing down the trail was For F*ck’s Sake,
the night’s Front Running B*st*rd. “Proving that there would still be a DFL”
was Kermit, who was also a Multiple with five runs. Other Multiples were:
Captain Cathader (15), Rear Ender (60), and Ram Butt (40).
Through it all “freedom” was the only thing “ringing” a “volley”
of cell phones, and private parties, gave way to many hashers partaking in some
“privileged” drinking.
Despite all this weren’t any “british coming” to the Down-Down.
The hounds went out looking for a “red and white glare,” but were unable to
find Moby Dick and Strap On. The two of them were lost, on a 17 mile ride.
On-On
Fire In The Hole
. “That stick is way too f*ckin’ big;
it’s bigger
than me; it’s gonna kill me.” – Rear Ender
. “There’s Nothing Wrong with
Little Balls.”
– Jerry’s Kid
. “Basically, I’m just a guy, with tits.” – Her
Royal Hein Ass