PHHH #1139.9
Date: Sunday, March 25, 2007

Hare: HYP

Hounds:  Quackennbush III, Speed Bumps, Oliver, Little Blue Butt, Pyroman, Weepee, DP, 
Safety Sweats, Nutting Stuck, Bjorn Dork

(did I miss anyone?  tag anyone that actually wasn't there?)

Venue:  same place Paulley always sets. (that big farmland/parkland area north of Lawrenceville)

Time:  90 minutes?

Let's see, I remember pushing HYP's car out of the mud at the beer check and Blue Butt guzzling 
from a wine bottle, while weekend (thumb) warriors put their digits to use making helicopters 
fly and do tricks, while Nuttin Stuck smirked with self-satisfaction at his real pilot licsense.  
I chased down a herd of deer.  Wipi talked adnaseum about antenna farms.  Quackenbush had just 
come from crew practice, and it may be his last hash until the Memorial Day switch to hump day.  
A surprised Oliver sunk into mud deeper than he is tall.  Dork, Sweats, Pyro, and Bumps engaged 
in witty post hash debate about politics, food, and the incomprehensible fact that HYP is in 
fact married to a woman; some of the present company could even remember being there for the 
wedding.  Dork, thinking that if HYP could do it, then by golly, so could he, went to Florida 
the next week and proposed to a canadian mermaid.  HYP served up a mer-stew, full of shrimp, 
mushrooms, and sea-bacon.


Who is setting on Sunday?

-dp