The Onion Fields
Or
"Pakistan meri jaan, sub say pehlay Pakistan""
Run # 803 September 24,2001
Hare:
Just Susan (Ms. Potatohead); Co-Hare:
Oozing SD (The Spud Stud)
Location: Jack’s farm,
Little Compton Hare : Eveready
(formerly Just Susan) with assistance from OOzing Hashit: Enema Bill
LAM (formerly Basket Boom Boom) Weather: Twilight, 60’s Scribe: PW Mismanagement: Zoe, Baxter, Ben, Jake,
thousands of fleas Attendance: Dr WHO
Slasher, Enema Bill LAM, Shine On, Bondo (Bodhisattva),WIPOS,
PW, Sex Something, Async, Short Peck, Just Peter, Just Jack, Oozing, Eveready,
WIPOS’ cab driver In another adventure for those native Rhode Islanders, the H3 once again
trekked over the Braga Bridge for a run. Several members resisted the urge to
pull off to Battleship Cove, and made it to the edge of the State to gather
together behind some farm that had lots of pumpkins and sea shells laying about.
This was reached by traveling through the metropolis of Tiverton Four Corners.
(Check your excitement at the door) The hare, Eveready, in her virgin lay, was
organizing her own field trip to the onion fields with Oozing,
for the benefit of all who attended. Dr WHO Slasher,
Bondo, Shine On, WIPOS, PW, Async, Short Peck, Sex
something, Just Peter, and Just Jack struck
the jackpot when 6:30 rolled around and Enema Bill
(LAM) had not arrived! Could the rookie score a perfect 10 in the first try? On
out was called down a lonely dirt road towards a pumpkin pile when, to everyone’s
dismay, Enema Bill LAM came careening down the
seashell lane to catch up with the H3. Eveready’s
debut would not be perfect. Caressing a small horn like he was in the shower, Enema
Bill LAM raced to catch the pack, completely ignoring the gift of a new
bugle, donated by PW, that had been left atop the
seashells. The trail came to a first check , easily dispatched, then through a fetid
pool, and into the woods. Night came in quickly, forcing all to whip out
flashlights, or whatever cylindrical device they might have in hand. So, with
various degrees of light, the beer check was found a short time later. It was at the beer check that the hare really earned the admiration of the
RIH3. There beneath a bench built into a tree, stood hundreds of blue insulated
coolers, each with a different type of fine beer inside. Beer! Free gifts! A
tree! What other favors would the hare provide? The circle then degenerated into a spirited discussion between Enema
Bill LAM and PW. Enema
Bill was outraged that PW did not have the
new bugle which PW was donating to him. How
ungrateful! Enema even threatened to file criminal
charges against PW for his generosity! (
Disregarding the fact that PW is one of the few
members of his family not in law enforcement . Besides where in Rhode
Island is a Dutch man going to win out over an Italian in a court?) . Enema
was then distracted by a song about genitalia and left the topic. (Distraction
works well when dealing with toddlers) . Genitalia also seemed to be on the mind
of Shine On, but then again, when is it not? After an extra long beer check, on out was called and the H3 made it’s way
out of the woods, the constant calling of "WIPOS"
echoing among the trees. In a rare change, WIPOS
decided to run/walk back to the start with the pack, ignoring the siren call of
the Tiverton Taxi Co. On to the Circle under a beautiful co under a beautiful cool clear night.
Then, tragedy struck, the hare was out of beer! She had generously put out so
much at the beer check, that none was left for the circle! Oozing,
as the experienced co-hare was immediately blamed, but immediately redeemed
himself by driving out to secure a fresh supply of Sam Cream Stout, and
airfields outside Karachi. No irony was lost as he was driven off by Dr
WHO, whose Naval officer whites still hang in the closet. The thirsty hashers occupied themselves with the presentation of a bugle by
the generous PW to Enema Bill
LAM. This was horn from PW‘s private
collection, engraved with a large "PW" on it’s side. The gift was
given because we all know that when Enema Bill LAM
blows, he is thinking of PW. Talk of bugles led the
hare to reveal her recent losses in the game of love. After a Vince Lombardi pep
talk, she was prepared to head back into the ring.(Head? Who said head?) No
Hashers need apply. Down Downs appropriately given to the hares, and the WIPOS.
The Hare was called back into the circle for a proper naming ceremony. Playing
to her known predilections, Strap On, Eager Beaver, and Blows Oozing were all
suggested, although none gathered enough votes. Finally, after Dr WHO changed
his vote, the name of Everready was bestowed on our
new member. And the hare. The Hashit was transferred to Enema Bill LAM,
who in his quest to assign a down down to PW for
the generous donation of a bugle, was reminded that it was he who
started the search for WIPOS last week. If it’s
in print, it must be true. The On ON was held at Big Pinks, or Minks or something like that. The crew
without real jobs all continued the time honored H3 tradition of watching Enema
Bill LAM sing "Alouette" to the waitress, get a warning from
the barman, and then an evaluation from Oozing. On this date, Everready
didn't just smile and chaperone the students. She danced on a table and was
ejected from the bar. Now that’s a true Hasher! ON ON PW .