Montreal Hash House Harriers

Hash Trash, R*n #250 (Laval)
12-August-2001

by Double Fisted, Hash Scribe

Hares:
Flipper, Lit' Weenie, Po-a-Weenie

Hashers:
Just Shaun, Just Judy, Just Chris, Just Steve, Just Chip, Just Michael, Just Cyrus, Just Lisa, Blazin Straddle, Blow Job, Boner, Brillo, Captain Canada, Dead Animal, Delhi Belly, Dingo, Double Fisted, Foxy Lady, Homo Erection, Kristal Tits, LOB, Mr. Perfect, Mrs. Perfect, OAP, Oral Supplement, Panty Ho, Penguin, Penisillin, Piss Phobia, Plastic Jesus, Rub-a-dub, Total F**kup, Turkish Delight, Witchy, WOB

Wanker who ate, drank and showed his penis but didn't pay: Scratch 'n' Sniff

Weather:
A little hot and muggy. Sunny with some cloud cover.

Pre-Trail and Trail:
After waking up and having breakfast, we drove like demons to try to make it on time for the run. Alas it was not to be as some other Ottawankers called Plastic's cell and asked where the hash was. We met them in Rigaud and raced them to Laval and the inviting the pool. The weather was great in Ottawa but as soon as we crossed into Quebec, it turned bloody hot.

Pop-a-wife told us they left 20 minutes before. I voted to hop into the pool but the Ottawankers are so dang eager they dragged me to run. We found the trail easily since we drove right by it and Teenie Weenie's lemonade stand. About 10 minutes into the run, we saw "ON ON BEER." Oops. Oh well, we kept going hoping eventually we would run into the runners and run back together. We ran though a nice though dry forest to screams of ecstasy and pleasure. It was a rush since I was ready to die from the heat and humidity and yes, laziness. It was like running into Olympic Stadium at the end of the marathon. So we came out of the forest, ran along the road and found the source of the yelling. A soccer/ Football game was on and the stands were packed.

Through another forest and down a knick-knack road. Every house here was holding a yard sale - selling crap but still a yard sale. We turned left onto another street and ran into the runners here. The Ottawankers started complaining of no beer check and went off in search of beer. Being Quebec, odds were they were going to find beer soon.

I ran back with Krystal Tits who came out for the run with an aliment. We chatted and soon arrived to the carpark. Yeah!! 

The Ottawankers came in soon after us with beers in their hands. Apparently they were $3 short and had to raid the "Take a penny, Add a penny" jar to buy the beers. pathetic.

Down Downs:
Well, there were lots. the circle started slowly as everyone was comfortable where they were and were reluctant to get up or move. Lazy lazy lazy. I didn't take notes so here is what I remember.

The Weenies, Flipper, Pop-a-weenie, and Lit Weenie for being hares.
Oral Supplement and Pop-a-wife for being human chimneys.
Flipper and Steve for something.
One of Homo Erection's friends, Chip perhaps, for having new shoes, which Homo Erection drank out of. Unfortunately he didn't have the extra treatment of the teabag but it must of been piquant.

LOB and WOB for hash passion.
Double Fisted for 50 r*ns.

RA Offenses:
Panty Ho had to leave so I was called up for RA Offenses. Of course by this time I had a few and well, then a few more. Whatever.

Dead Animal for punishing someone for an RA offense. *tisk*tisk*

Ok, I've forgotten but it is guaranteed that as soon as I press "send" I shall remember everything in great detail... 

Hash Fashion:
There were two people who stood out for this. Dingo for his revealing Speedo and Delhi Belly for his inability to wear two sandals that are the same. This leads me to believe I must have been "happy" to pick them or else perhaps everyone else was extra boring this week. Perhaps we should have a theme hash like a thong hash where everyone wear thongs OVER THEIR CLOTHES or a hat hash.

Post-Trail:
Boner was extra camera happy this day. He took pictures of everything, I repeat EVERYTHING. Some of it you could post in Playgirl. Dingo finally came back to hash. Apparently he's been traveling around the world to pillage and plunder third-world countries as well as sell his yacht in Africa. Such a HARD life. :)

Almost everyone was in the pool at one point. Such a great day for a pool party. Plastic Jesus, Michael and Chris were having World War 3 at one point.

Summary:
The corn was good, the dogs were excellent, the pool was perfect, I was late but I got my 50 mug!, No, I didn't do any bike hashes and I am finally done. 

Submitted respectfully by,

Double Fisted, Hash Scribe