Everybody grin ... it's warm out!
Here's to the hare... he's true something	Hashers loveydudder
Backsliders	How nice, a plunger with beer in it
Pour any remaining beer on your bald spot to encourage hair regrowth.	Sucking Udder is pretty hot, but not hot enough for Britney
Kiss him good, or I'll beat you with this Hashshit

Wednesday had a high temperature of nearly seventy degrees. Several backsliding hashers crawled out from under a rock to run in the balmy spring weather. We saw Whirly Weenie, Dicksmith, and Eat A Bloody Bitch with his flour-licking cohorts.

Whiney Bitch set a long A-A-B-A trail through downtown St. Charles. The pack got a lovely view of the river, woods, creeks, and parking garages. Meat Me in the Men's Room got cockleburs on his pee-pee. (He said it, not me.)

The first beer stop was about twenty feet from the on-out. Duzzy refilled the cooler and the pack emptied it again; it was a great day for drinking beer outside.

Dicksmith was the first to the second beer stop; he zenned straight there. By the time the pack completed its circuit to Beer Stop #2, he was bored with Blanchette Park and took off for the end. Poor Dicksmith, he showed up and still missed the whole hash.

For the last leg, seven lazy hashers crammed themselves into Duzzy's Alero to follow the beer back to the circle. Duzzy ran a medium-length circle. Everyone was in such good hash form, he had trouble finding excuses to make us drink. No one wore tighty whiteys, the whistle check was LOUD, and we all know better than to wear new boots.

The Hashshit got an extra refill because PMS didn't carry it on trail. Why did they make me help? I forget.

I nominated Pornogenic for the Hashshit for saying "There's a beer! Hide your cop." but I got the nomination so mixed up that they made me share the hashshit. I think they just liked seeing two chicks drinking out of a plunger together.

On-After was at Big A's Bar and Grill. The food was good, the beer was excellent, but the wall-to-wall twenty-something yuppies scared Dicksmith away. PMS and Postage Tramp discovered a nearly-deserted pool room (did they have sex there? rumors imply they did) and very bad pool was played by several. Between the Guiness, the Bass, and the good spirits of many tired Hashers, it was a great time. If you want to know more, ask someone who remembers the whole thing. ;)

New Song If we keep on drinkin' and drinkin' If we keep on sucking it down If the beer bitch pours like a river Till we start to stumble around If you're losing control of your bladder And you hope that soon we'll be through If you think that it's time for the circle to end There's only one thing you can do-oo Drink it down, down, down...