MVH3
If it ain’t live hare, it ain’t Mt. Vernon.
 
Run #:  685
Date:  August 19, 2000
Hares:  Big Bird Turd, Dances with Dildos, Nippleless Cage
Location:  parking lot of the SAIC Building in Vienna, VA
When I walked up to the crowd of wankers, it was already quite eventful and I assumed the most exciting thing of the day was going to be the return of Pudnocker and Nurse Crotchett and the presence of the inordinate number of our pooches.  They must have been giving away free beer at the local pound to anyone willing to take one of the pups home.  There were lesbian dogs 69’ing each other, there was a whole pack of dogs sniffing at Czech my Bush’s crotch (well, they were just doing what they were told), there was K9 Jelly’s dog Bella trying to get it on with Ranger Dick (at least he’s getting’ some finally), there was some really bad dog that was running around the group biting all the harriette’s rears – no, that really WAS Bad Dog.

Just about when the Pimp of Sarajevo was contemplating becoming the Canine Pimp of Vienna, I heard a bugle sound from the distant fields beyond tolling out to us like the heralders of King Charlemagne in the Charge of the Light Brigade.  However, this drum and bugle call was a bit more reminiscent of the midnight ride of Paul Revere.  After the bugle sounded, the crowd silenced and surrounded the bugler – who turned out to be Great Balls of Fire.  GBOF stopped blowing (on his horn, that is) and began chanting,
“Now listen fellow hashers and you’ll admire, the midnight proposal of Great Balls of Fire.”
And, then GBOF pulls out a black leather jacket (which looked a lot like Danny Zucko’s from Grease) from his hash bag and proceeds to launch into this song and dance tune telling us how he and Bite Me Elmo had recently gotten engaged.   Before I knew it, Leave it In Beaver, Stained Sheets, and Barney’s Bitch had also donned black leather jackets – complete with “The Thunderbirds” embroidered on them – and were singing doo-wop back up to GBOF.  Obviously, GBOF had taken BME to a Broadway play to propose and was wanting to relive the night.  Just when I thought I’d seen it all, I heard someone squeel, “Its so big.”  I decided that I definitely needed to meet that hasher, but instead found Bite Me Elmo showing off her ring and being surrounded by a crowd wearing bright pink satin jackets.  This group of “Pink Ladies” – consisting of Black Box, Milk Money, and Byte –  picked right up where the men left off & began skipping and singing, ¯¯“Tell me More, tell me more, like does he have a car?” ¯¯  Byte, being the ho that he is, must have been filling the role of Rizzo, as for his solo line he piped in with “¯¯Tell Me more, tell me more, like how long is his schlong? ¯¯”  Pretty soon, the whole hash was singing “Sho-do-bop-bop, sho-do-bop-bop” and skipping along on trail.  Skipping at least until we hit that tunnel, river, shiggy, PI, mud, more river, more PI and shiggy, etc, etc.

When I heard more squeels, I thought everyone was going to start singing again, but thank God it was just Short Bus Bitch and Holy Tit! being swallowed up by the stream (which just happened to only come up to Bavarian Bush’s ankles), so I just ignored them like everyone else and kept running.  After picking up a few more dogs on trail (we had to make up for the two hashers we lost in the creek), I knew the trail had to becoming to a end soon when I saw Mellow Foreskin Cheese running faster than Major Disappointment can say something really stupid.  MFC was really, really jealous that he didn’t get to be one of the “Pink Ladies”.  So, when Black Box was consoling Mitey Tite because someone told a lawyer joke and he was feeling very dejected, MFC snatched her pink satin jacket and took off like the wind.  Ms. Box tackled him just as we all reached Big Bird’s house.  But, all the hashers left those two to roll around in privacy on BBT’s front yard to mingle, eat and drink.

The Hares were called up to drink, but the only hare present was Nippleless Cage cause Big Bird Turd and Dances with Dildos were off having sex.  So, Dual Air Bags called up Full Metal Balls to replace BBT because they’re both Vietnam Vets and Well Drilled was called up to replace DWD because…well, I won’t get into that now.  Soon after their down-down, a glowing BBT and DWD (with cigar and cigarette in hand, respectively) decided to join the group and all hares and replacement hares were made to come drink again.  And, the rest of the circle went something like this…

Anal-versaries
Yet again we had to hold a “remedial headband drinking session” which consisted only of JAG Queen for earning his 5 run headband months ago.  Other anal-verseraries included:  Just Frank Trotta and Low Sperm Count – both with 5; TipHer WhipHer – 15; Pointless – 35; Drops a Load – 50; Pay Per View – 69; Bramble Bush – 85; Nurse Crotchett – 95; Milk Money – 169;  Full Metal Balls - 245

Virgins
Just Jeff Neradka – made himself come – say hello to “Likes it by himself” – I’m sad to report that my fellow tits did a pathetic, unoriginal, barely audible rendition of the oldie, but the goodie, “Show us your dick”

Visitors
Ass Ogre – OTH & Wind Beneath My Weenie – WH4

Returners
Wine & Cheese, Golden Geek, Czech My Bush, JAG Queen, Bull Shit, Pudnocker, Nurse Crotchett, Seldom Cums, and Pork Meat

Namings
Barbara Oukrop was called front to be asked the typical naming questions to which we quickly ignored and sent her away so as to make up our own stories.  Her last name alone spurred the suggestion of O’ My Achin’ Crotch.  A story was told where Just Barbara had volunteered for the Red Cross years ago in which she was assigned to check all the surgical rubber gloves to ensure that none of them had any holes in them.  In order to provide this quality assurance, she had to blow very strongly into the gloves until they became quite rigid to fully expand the rubber just before the point where it would burst.  From this story, we got the names of Hand Job, The Utter One, and Utter Crap.  Yet another one of her “friends” told us about how difficult it is to get Barbara to shut up – which spawned the names of Put a Cork in It, Put a Pork in Her, Cork Her, and Pork n Run.   But, now and henceforth in the world of hashing, Barbara will be known as Packed with Seaman.

Violations
Bite Me Elmo & Great Balls of Fire for getting engaged!
Steamer – being a show off wearing a “Top Gun” t-shirt
Blank Check – driving into the hash start while on his cell phone getting directions from PUD-JAM
Well Drilled – Holy Tit! had to pick up her r*ace t-shirt for her for a r*ace she didn’t even run
Holy Tit! – for whining about it
Fly The Friendly Thighs – for doing her “I’m a hottie” exercises before the hash
JAG Queen – stopping at all the yard sales along trail to look for dead animals to hang at his new pad
Dangerously Close – had 1 map for 30 walkers & then took off leaving the walkers behind
Tore Ass – complaining to me that there were too many dogs here today and that I should violate all the hashers who brought their dog and when he walked away he stepped in dog poo
French Toasted – wearing a t-shirt that has a map to Big Bird Turd’s house on it

Hashit
Can you believe it?  I missed this part again.

Whistle check was called & before I knew it the circle was over because I was quite distracted by some weird sexual thing Tore Ass and Fire & Ice were doing with their whistles.  Some how they had gotten into this contorted position with their necks and whistles and collars and tongues and lips and tails and fur all twisted around each other like they had morphed together into one giant furry hasher.  Then, I realized that some of the hounds were a little turned on to the display too and decided to join in.  This is after all an equal opportunity hash where dogs and humans alike are both provided equal opportunities to turn the stomachs or sexually excite anyone present.  I’d say “May the Hash Get a Piece”, but most seemed to be getting a piece of the wonder-morphing twins action anyhow.
ONe tit ONly
 
Next Hash
Date:  September 2, the “Cheap-Labor Day Hash”
Hares:  Poop Deck, Screws Everybody, Milk Money, Pee-a-Pet, Chapaquickdick, Standard Deviant, Bumper Sticker, Artsy Tartsy, Drops a Load
Location:  Centreville High School parking lot
Directions: From the Beltway, take I-66 West.  Take the Fairfax County Pkwy exit (South) to the second exit  Braddock Rd). At the stoplight, turn right onto Braddock Road. At the second stoplight, turn left onto Union Mill Rd.  About a 1/4 mile on the left, turn into the Centreville High School parking lot.  Look for the Hash Labor Union picketing for more beer.
Receding Hareline
Hash 688 - Sept 9th – Cheap Slut
Hash 689 - Sept 16th – 3 Times a Lady & Becus He Can
Hash 690 - Sept 23rd – See Dick Run (pre-nup hash)
Hash 691 - Sept 30th – Need Hares!!
Hash 692 – Oct 7th – this hash will be….
The 7th Annual Washington DC Area Red Dress Run
Time: Registration begins at 1:30p, hares away at 3p
Start: Lulu’s New Orleans Cafe, 1217 22nd Street, NW (22nd and M Streets), Washington, D.C.
Cost: $35 if postmarked on or before September 2

Mismanagement
Joint Masters – Carolyn “Late Cummer” and “Hawaiian Puke”
Religious Advisors – “Dual Air Bags”
Scribes – “Blazing Straddles” and “ONe tit ONly”
Hash Register – “Black Box”
Hash Cash – “Pointless”
Hare Raiser – “Hollow Point”
Haberdasher – “Well Drilled”
 
  Point” Stahle
Haberdasher – Kerry “Well Drilled” Owens