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Run #1175, Oct 6, 2008

Hare:  Basket Boom Boom

Location:  Spring Lake, Burrillville.

Weather:  50's, clear.

Present:   Wee Balls, Dr WHO, Donkey Punch, Pubic Housing, Cumsocket To Me, Scatwoman, Florence Wallbanger, Oozing SD, Justin My Ass. Virgins: Just Mike, Just MJ, Just Kathy. Baglady: Dogmeat.

The Run:
After getting lost in his own back yard, on a Bondo trail, of all things, the hare was anxious to redeem himself. He failed. Trail started from the fishing area at the south of Spring Lake. An unusual number of females showed up, a statistical improbability that defies all explanation. But Cumsocket To Me coerced her sister and friend, Donkey Punch coerced Pubic Housing, and Scatwoman should have known better. But she missed a lot of our hashes over the summer. And maybe she wanted to get together with Dogmeat (dream on, Basket!), who was at the start as bag lady. At least Bondo didn’t show.

 

Trail started off on overgrown trails, heading southeast away from the lake. The marks were few, but not really all that challenging. There was minimal shiggy. The pack was mostly together, with the virgins taking advantage of mistakes by leaders Wee Balls and Flobanger to find the true trail. They turned east and came to a tunnel crossing under Rt 102. OOOh! Scary! There were plenty of squeals and such, especially as the water level began to rise as they crossed deeper into the tunnel. This was the high point of the run. WHO remembers anything else.

 

I think there was a beer check about this point. I’m not sure. I don’t really care. But even if there was, the hare’s still a WANK! At any rate, trail from this point was pretty much a lost cause. It was getting dark, there were marks leading to a check in the woods, but after trying to find additional marks in 69 directions, the group gave up and headed for the streets. At the recommendation of Virgin Mike (brilliant idea, by the way, to use a virgin for d’erections!), they took East Ave to the Victory highway, to try to find Tuffy’s which seemed a likely end point, as they were pretty far from the hare’s house, and a bag car had been used. They went every way but the correct one.

 

Off in the distance, the hare’s horn could be heard. Flobanger and WHO entered the woods and found some nice (unmarked) trails. They found the hare and Oozing by the Whipple Ave underpass. He had no beer, and was unrepentant about his pathetic trail. Autohashing was vehemently denied. Ha! The hare did give directions to  the On On On and the group eventually made their way to Tuffy’s on the Victory Highway. They gathered and in groups, were shuttled back for their cars.

 

They circled up behind the bar. Ratings for the run focused on the almost complete lack of marks, and excess of pavement. Only the tunnel and the lack of Bondo gave the hare any relief from the blistering and completely appropriate trashing this run deserved. Total: -6.9. The virgins were queried, and sang some crazy Tonga song or something. Hashit was given to Oozing for autohashing. Finishing up, they went in and had greasy food, and weak beer while the biker crowd looked on with disgust.

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