So here is your hash trash. It was a Wednesday's BALH3 in a galaxy far, far away... I am going to start out this way becuz it was the "FORCE" that brought so many hashers together. ROLE CALL: Butt Munch, Mr. Hanky, Rim Raider, AFAB, GGJ, RFO(me), Stuff my Box, Will Blow Until Firm, Can't Let Go of my Tool, Chef, By the Way Boys, 3 Day Burn, Richard Simmons, PRJ, Plug, Blue Balls & Zamboni, EZ Cums, Cum Solo, Oklahomo, & our no-names Just Kristen, Just Nola, Just Brandy & Just Janis. Can you believe the attendance?

Our hares were none other then Stuff my Box and Will Blow Until Firm. Down we go to the Sacred Whore & it is hares away. It was then that we realized that Hashers too have become a tourist attraction as on-lookers view our Chalk Talk. No time to do a warm up song, since chalk talk took longer since we had to educate our virgins and do a round of inter-functions. Off we go to search for our nectar. Trail leads us straight to the Lizard Lounge. As we enter the bar we are stopped by Hitler's wife who demands to see our IDs or else we can not partake in our rashing of nectar. All but Blue Balls and Oklahomo came pre-pared. So as a true hasher, I convinced Rim Raider in smuggling two vessels out to our out-casts. After our ditty is sung it is on on to Hanks where trail picks up. The pack is spread out far & wide searching for our beer. Trail leads us to - I think- Blutcher park where Zamboni is gang-banged (or at least they tried) by two dogs who were one-third her size. Honor to the little guys for trying.

Nectar consumed & off we go. After a few blocks, with half the pack in front and behind me, we see the group ahead (I'll give some of that) yelling "BEER HERE". What is this?? O.M.G., the hares have been snared. And who were the sneaky hounds that cought them, you ask? Well calm down and I will tell you. Mr. Hanky & Rim Raider. With their trophies on their heads (Give me some more) trail continued with our hares leading the way to the next (pre-laid) beer stop. Now it is at this stop that I was asked to ass-ist one of our virgins with a dilema that she had. Let me say that - it was an honor to be the chosen one to teach Just Janis how to pee in public. The moment brought tears to my eyes. The day was saved and we can all breathe easier now.

On-in to Rockits. Can you believe it? damn it all to hell if I wasn't the FRB AGAIN. My only excuse for it is - I HAD TO PEE AGAIN. Talk, talk, talk, picture, picture, picture & it is time for REEEEELIGION. Circle was awesome & loud. Poor Squirrel had to show innocent bar flies what we were doing, just so that they would not think that we were doing a virgin sacrifice. That's only on Saturdays.

Virgins were brought into the circle and their cherries we took. Tales from the trail included the hare snare and there were a butt-ton of accusations. Announcements of the 4 for the 4th, Hares for next week are AFAB and ??? Sorry I forgot, too much beer. FOOD FOOD FOOD, yes the story was true, Chef brought us some great home cooking. Yummy!!! That is probably why so many hashers showed up & stayed. Cool! Ok, I can not remember much after that so please feel free to a-dick-tum me & put in your half cents.