If it ain’t live hare,      it ain’t Mount Vernon.
Hash Number 733
Start: Some elementary school out in Bumblefuck Egypt off Rolling Rd.  I thought it was my school, but I don't think I ride the bus for that long to go to school and I didn't recognize any of my school buddies there.

Hares: Some hashers; One was tall, one was short, one was hairy like an ape, and one could have been my brother, but he wasn't wearing his nametag, so I was unsure.

I felt so lucky when one of my friends called and offered me a ride to this week's hash.  At first, I thought I would have to ride my bike with my new helmet.  I mean I wanted to ride with my new helmet, but I knew I could wear it on trail when I ran.  Sometimes those big trees come out of know where and smack me right upside the head.  My mom said no more running if I came home one more time with a purple and blue bump on my head like Byte and French Toasted do all the time.   She also said she would take away my new whistle if it happened again.  No way could I have that happen.  Although I was thinking about lending it out to CRAFTY b/c he always forgets his whistle.  I think he has lost too many brain cells lately b/c he hangs out with Secret Agent Dumb Ass all the time.  All everyone knows he is a dumb ass and all.
Anyway, I was so grateful for the ride down to the start.  It would have been a long bike ride.  I might still be riding my bike down there today.  Of course Holy Tit! always says if I was driving and we left today we would get there yesterday.  Once we were at the start it was so sunny bright out there.  My mom made me wear my sunscreen.  She never lets me out of the house without it on.  She put almost as much as Bad Dog's mom does.  I think he looks funny with that much on, but his mom must love him to want to protect him that much from the sun.
 I paid my 400 hundred pennies to Black Box and signed in next to my name.  I don't think she liked all those pennies, but I just learned to count that high yesterday and I wanted to give her something from what I learned.  I knew she would be so proud.  Then Dr. Jekyll came running up to me and handed me some papers about stretching and lifting with my knees.  I looked at them and they look tricky. Another exercise was some kind of leg extension thingy.  I couldn't understand that one either.  The only kind of leg extension thing I like to do is when I use my leg to kick WOWO in the middle of his back.  He always wants to fight me.  I just don't get it.  He must know I will win b/c I learned fighting techniques from the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.  He doesn't stand a chance next to me and those fighting moves.
 Anyway, moving on we finally got the beginning circle started and some visitors or whatever came out to lead the group song and stretching.  I tried to volunteer, but no one likes the sound of my voice.  They would all prefer Black Box's voice over mine.  Well, who ever lead the group song was absolutely horrible.  They had no idea what they were doing out there.  Dual Airbags, Captain Titanic, and Daddy's Dick started throwing tomatoes and onions on them.  I thought that was mean, but then again Daddy's Dick is a dick and Dual Airbags is full of air.  Dangerously Close kept getting real close to me like she was going to be dangerous with me and I got scared, so I ran over and stood by Poop Deck, but he smelled of shit or something.  Then I ran over and stood near Battery Operated Buddy, but she had this weird problem with her.  She kept like jumping up and down in a continuous fashion almost like she was vibrating or something.   If you touched her in just the right spot you could get her to vibrate faster and faster, up down, up down.  I thought she was funny, and she was always the happiest little hasher ever.  She always smiled.  I thought that was neat.  I wondered what made her happy all the time.
 Finally, we started to walk.  Slow at first, then we walked faster and faster and then so fast that I was speed walking.  Cheap Slut taught me how to speed walk like the old people at the mall do every morning, but that is called mall walking.   Blank Check, Tore Ass, and Fire & Ice have actually taken a class on mall walking once.  They told me they would be willing to show everyone in the Mount Vernon Hash how to do it properly.  It is all in the hips they say.  Anyway, after the speed walking we started running, and I was so ready.   I had my big safety helmet on and everything.  Of course, stupid hashers like Shellacking the Bishop, BBT, and Fucking Genius kept playing knock-knock jokes with me on my helmet. Don't they know that hurts some times.  I just kicked them back!  At first the trail was fun b/c we ran in the woods, in the streams, and everywhere in between.  Once, I saw Milk Money swimming across the stream with her feet and shoes sticking straight out the water.  I didn't get that one.  She told me later that she didn't want to get her shoes wet, but getting the rest of her wet was all right.    I think maybe she drinks a little too much milk these days, but I have yet to see her face in a mild ad in the magazines.  You know where they make your wear a milk mustache.  I've seen Loan Shark in one of those ads.  I thought he looked funny b/c he was wearing women's underwear and a bra.
At one point I ran right by For Sale or Rent and she was wearing some weird sports bra.  It sort of looked like a bikini top or something.  I didn't realize it was a bikini fashion show out there, but she liked to wear it.  Personally, I think she wears it b/c she likes guys like Family Jewels, $2 Head, and Jag Queen to look at her breasts.  They must be perky if the boys like them.  All boys like perky breasts.  I know b/c Cunning Runt told me so one day, and I believe her.  I think some of boys have perkier breasts then some of the women do.  like Harddrive and Pointless.   Of course, I heard that Pointless has like 4 nipples or something.  See, no one knows which ones to point at, so they call him Pointless.
 This one time during the run I saw two people having sex on trail.  Well, at first I didn't think they were having sex, but then HOPS told me what they were doing was really sex.  I thought it was so funny. I had to stop b/c they looked like they were hurting themselves, but WOWO informed that weren't hurting themselves, but were instead fu*king like banshees or something.  I am not sure if my fake mom, Black Box would have liked me to know what they were doing so I kept going.  I must say, the thought of those two acting like dogs like that on trail is still a vision in my mind today and sometimes I have nightmares about it.  Only in my nightmares I see 2 male hashers doing that and that really looks painful.
 Finally the running part came to end in someone's backyard.  I can't remember whose house it was b/c once again he wore no nametag.   BBT, S’not, Ukhugh, and Jag Queen insisted that I have a beer with them to celebrate the run.  I thought it would be really cool to drink it through my helmet, so I did!  About 10 minutes later and after I came too CRAFTY told me that after my beer I started walking funny and running into all the trees and wooden posts in the yard.  I guess I must have fallen and I couldn't get up again, so he had to lift me up and slap me silly until I came too again.  I thought that was kinda funny and it felt funny too.  At least I had my helmet on, so there were no visible bruises that my mom would yell at me for later.
 Well, that was about it after that!  I had a great day and I hope my mom lets me do again.

OK, OK.  So the scribes showed up late AGAIN.  Fussy is insatiable in the mornings!  Whew!  Arriving to the start around 10:20, we found the parking lot desolate.  Looking for trail we did find several loops around the school, all ending in bad trails.  We found maps of the trail on Black Box's rear (mmm ... now, where was I?) window.  As we started the car, we noticed Spread Sheets and Rutro  coming back to the start.  They'd gotten lost on trail and were w/o vehicles.  We four loaded up, along w/ WOWO's dog (has that bitch gotten a hash name yet?) and lurched towards the On In.  All were relieved to see that Dual Air Bags and Hard Drive have entwined once again.

At the On In, the Hares -- Hands Solo, Throbbing Member, $2 Head, and Pulls Out Early were busily preparing the food's finishing touches as the pack clawed its way to the finish.  An interesting note re the traffic flow, the hares placed the beer apart from the food, lessening the chances of a bottle neck in the hungry / thirsty wanker crowd.  Nice touch there, hares.   The trail was probably very damned good, despite the evil-doings of .... who was that again, Hands?  You know, the guy that earned you the Hash Shit.  That was priceless.

Our Virgins -- PNP.   Just Patrick, Just Nicole, and Just Penny. They didn't heed the MV "spontaneous nudity is welcomed / encouraged" rule of thumb.  Better luck next time.  But, what all can you expect for $4?

Visitors:  Organ Icer

Returners:  Screws Everybody, Father Tmeless, Perk-a-set, Ass Ogre, Fuckin' Genius, El Guapo, Cheapdate, Urine View, Only 2?, Hops, Bush Master

Anal-versaries: And How's Her Bush (5) who could not be reached for comment, Urine View (25), Pay Per View (100), Tore Ass (195), Hands Solo (225), Capt. T (235), Spreadsheets (245), Cork Screwed (265), and, with $2300 in the kitty (which, btw, is just enough to cover the costs of the hooker who appeared in last week's trash!) Missing Link (575).  OK, OK there's some confusion now, isn't there?  Let me make it clear that, hypothetically, had there been an exchange of legal tender ... and we're talking about money here ... then the amount ML has paid in over the years would be enough to cover the hooker for, what, half a day.   Not that there was a hooker connected w/ ML,  mind you.  No, no, no, no, no.  Byte's a Ho.  Say it.  Don't say it.  So confusing.

Namings:  (Defending) McCocksucker.   Pertinent rhetorial questions, "does Grimace have blue balls?" and "would you like some special sauce w/ that?"
 
 
 

Next Week’s Hash

Run: # 735
Date:  July 28th, 2001
Hares:  GBOF & Bite Me Elmo!

Start: Greenway Downs Parks (the cul-de-sac that dead ends at the park's playground), Custis Parkway, in Falls Church. ADC Map 15 Coordinates G-6

Directions:  From the Beltway: Coming from either MD or from the South, take the Arlington Blvd/Route 50 (EAST) exit towards DC.

In about a mile, you will come to the intersection of Arlington Blvd/Route 50 and Graham Rd. Go straight through this intersection. After you pass over Graham Road you will travel about a 1/2 mile (probably less) to Marshall Street. Make a LEFT on to Marshall. Marshall Street is the first left turn after the Baptist church on the hill on the left.

After the second stop SIGN on Marshall, you will come to Custis Parkway at the bottom of the hill. Custis Parkway is a divided street (so there are TWO of them). You want to make a LEFT on the first Custis Parkway you come to. Follow it to the end (like 100 yards) where it cul-de-sacs and ends at the playground. Park and Hash.    IF you miss the first left on to Custis, you can take the second LEFT on Custis and park and then walk over to the start (a whole couple of yards).

If you come from the EAST on Arlington Blvd/Route 50: (say you start from Rosslyn)- you will make a RIGHT on to Marshall (Marshall is the third Right after Annandale Road)- Then follow the directions from Marshall above.

Dog and Stroller Friendly ?????
 
  T on to Marshall (Marshall is the third Right after Annandale Road)- Then follow the directions from Marshall above.

Dog and Stroller Friendly ?????