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4th KDH3MC Hash
Saturday 1-26-02
Weather: Beautiful

We meet again at Selena Memorial on a gorgeous Saturday afternoon. The only obstacle is the wind is blowing harder than a new prison inmate.  Seven die hard hashers are in attendance for what is sure to be a memorable run. Chemo, who lost the bet that one hasher could indeed drink the keg all alone, was looking frail.  HARELIP DOG and $3 BILL carry him to Subway for some needed nourishment before the start.

Finally, the hares $3 BILL and Cockshot (riding bitch) pull their finger out of their asses and take off.  The first clue is left sealed tightly in an envelope with ROTTEN CHERRY.  After the appropriate 10 minute wait (yeah right!) the clue is opened.  The wise hares have foiled yet another hound plot and redirected the pack to the real clue at Cruisers.  BLUE BALLS and CHEMO decide to switch bikes for the first leg of the run.  Poor CHEMO is a two time loser as BLUE BALLS' bike runs out of gas before they reach the second clue. You could hear B2 laughing as he sped by the sputtering CHEMO.

The first real stop is at Shoreline Grill.  A dozen oysters on the half shell and a few beers were served to the hounds.  CHEMO could only watch as both would cause him to blow chunks again.  ROTTEN CHERRY and SPANKIN' GRANNY take up the slack and the next clue is received.  It's on to the infamous Two Seas on the island. 

Away they go with HARELIP DOG taking it up the rear (oops... no inner monologue).   It seems the combo of oysters and the humming of power between ROTTEN CHERRY's legs were too much for her to bear. Suddenly HARELIP DOG is blinded by the stream cumming off her bike.  A problem that will have to be fixed later as the hares can't be that far ahead.

EASY GOES is waiting at Two Seas to administer sacred nectar to the parched hounds.  CHEMO is beginning to cum back to life and wonders where he was for the past 30 minutes.  SPANKIN' GRANNY assures him that no one touched him while HARELIP DOG hides the Anal Ease. 

A nice little ride to Port Aransas and a stop at Virgina's lets the hounds know that the hares have done what Gaylord and Guam do every Monday night, hopped on a ferry.  Over the bay and through the scenic town of Aransas Pass to the next stop at The Dawg House.  The single most ignorant waitress in all of the south served up sacred nectar after specific instructions.  First you open the cooler, then you take the beer out, next is a tough one..you have to open the bottle.  Never mind we can do that ourselves! Luckily the clue was left out in the open.  The hounds were able to find the on-home at Executive Surf Club where the hares were waiting with a hash crasher, BI-VALVE.

Religion:

Shitty Trail: $3 BILL and COCKSHOT
Being too easy to pick on: CHEMO
Streaming on trail: ROTTEN CHERRY
Making the waitress cry: HARELIP DOGG
Being way too quiet: SPANKIN' GRANNY
Hash Crashers: BI-VALVE and JUST TOM

Hares for next run: CHEMO and BLUE BALLS
Don't miss it on February 9,2002

On-on,
Cockshot