Hash Trash #1552
Hash #1552: Pooper Bowl 2008
Date: Feb 3, 2008
Hares: McPisser, Cums Anyway, NARC
Location Start: Westview and Blalock
H4's 2008 Pooper Bowl Hash #1552 was hared by the effervescent Cums Anyway along with live haring supplied by non-other than N.A.R.C. and the ever-svelte McPisser. It was a quick trail, punctuated by an early beer/water stop from the back of WillHePeter' s car, then on-on through the pastoral splendor of Spring Branch. The prediction for rain gave way to high humidity and the steamy 3-3.5 mile run was over soon enough to guarantee sufficient mayhem in the Reverend's bucolic backyard. Actually, multiple parties were going on simultaneously with the occasional spill over of the odd civilian. It was a great recipe for a party.
And speaking of recipes, Heart Ache became the main ingredient of a haggis "cook-off" as the proud recipient of this year's Pooper Bowl award. McPisser broke with the "sorta" tradition by not bestowing the honor to an opposite sex member (unless there are things about Heart Ache that are as yet undisclosed) , but I digress... Word is that at least one of the new boots appeared to be just a little horrified at the spectacle of Heart Ache being slathered in haggis ingredients. The worst haggis was yellow and in liquid form and poured directly over HA's head. HEAD! who...? The excitement made us hungry and fortunately. ..
A bountiful table was offered with to-die-for brisket, beans, trimmings AND the winning haggis, skillfully prepared by Grind Slut and cooked in the stomachs of a goat. Yum! Party lubrication for the sizable crowd was in the form of fine St. Arnolds amber as well as a keg of Lone Star, some wine, plus margaritas from somewhere in the front yard.
As the sky darkened, Half Moon's technical wizardry came into play with high-definition TV projecting some kind of sports event onto an amazingly good surface, probably a white sheet but it looked as good as any big screen TV in a bar. The stunning upset was inevitable with the passing of the St. Arnold keg and eventually the game ended too. It wasn't until the bitter end that your scribe learned of the trash writing task at hand. Otherwise he might have paid more attention. Sorry if I missed you.
buSh sNapPer
Date: Feb 3, 2008
Hares: McPisser, Cums Anyway, NARC
Location Start: Westview and Blalock
H4's 2008 Pooper Bowl Hash #1552 was hared by the effervescent Cums Anyway along with live haring supplied by non-other than N.A.R.C. and the ever-svelte McPisser. It was a quick trail, punctuated by an early beer/water stop from the back of WillHePeter' s car, then on-on through the pastoral splendor of Spring Branch. The prediction for rain gave way to high humidity and the steamy 3-3.5 mile run was over soon enough to guarantee sufficient mayhem in the Reverend's bucolic backyard. Actually, multiple parties were going on simultaneously with the occasional spill over of the odd civilian. It was a great recipe for a party.
And speaking of recipes, Heart Ache became the main ingredient of a haggis "cook-off" as the proud recipient of this year's Pooper Bowl award. McPisser broke with the "sorta" tradition by not bestowing the honor to an opposite sex member (unless there are things about Heart Ache that are as yet undisclosed) , but I digress... Word is that at least one of the new boots appeared to be just a little horrified at the spectacle of Heart Ache being slathered in haggis ingredients. The worst haggis was yellow and in liquid form and poured directly over HA's head. HEAD! who...? The excitement made us hungry and fortunately. ..
A bountiful table was offered with to-die-for brisket, beans, trimmings AND the winning haggis, skillfully prepared by Grind Slut and cooked in the stomachs of a goat. Yum! Party lubrication for the sizable crowd was in the form of fine St. Arnolds amber as well as a keg of Lone Star, some wine, plus margaritas from somewhere in the front yard.
As the sky darkened, Half Moon's technical wizardry came into play with high-definition TV projecting some kind of sports event onto an amazingly good surface, probably a white sheet but it looked as good as any big screen TV in a bar. The stunning upset was inevitable with the passing of the St. Arnold keg and eventually the game ended too. It wasn't until the bitter end that your scribe learned of the trash writing task at hand. Otherwise he might have paid more attention. Sorry if I missed you.
buSh sNapPer
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