PHHH #1151.9

D-Day 6/6/7 

Hare: In My Zipper

Hounds: 1 visitor, 2 virgins, Hey Yo Paully, FullMoonSmiling, Exploding Feet, 
Born Dork, Keyless Entry, Exploding Feet, Safe Sweats, Quackenbush EyeEyeEye, 
(Muffelman), Delicate Psychee, and Lisa (the one with the orange plastic milk 
crate on her bike)

Virgins: Kip (of "Boosom Buddies" fame). Another as well (Anyone know the name?) 
Alas, if they return we'll get the name straight foir the official archives.

Visitor: The Kentucky-bred John-Denver- look-alike friend of the hare - has 
hashed in D.C. and plans to come out again - perhaps even set before his 
house-sitting duties are through off Provinceline Road (nice house!) His 
hashname is on the tip of my tongue but cannot be extracted. He wore a 
Swarthmore shirt.

[David Potere was the other hasher and it was his 2nd hash with us.
Kevin O'neil is the John denver look alike and I can't remember his Hash name either
Muffleman was there too.
And you forgot to mention the hashers that decided to flash/moon/flip off the top 
secret heavily fortified establishment in the woods with the ladder going to an 
invisible spaceship.  HIMZ ]

Venue: Harrison Shopping center through Bunn Drive

Mid-hash delight - The Good Fumor Man trades his wares to us. Funny thing is that 
all the popsicle stix have Buufalo jokes on them. e.g. How do Bison come? In a 
Buffaload.

As usual, FMS was sneakily trying to toss soggy goop, ice, and mustard on people. 
Her frantic activity reached a new level of heightened intensity, probably due to 
the presents of Kip. Something had to be done.

Apres highlight, Paully dowses Full Moon Smiling with ice and ice water. Soaked to 
her bones, which were protruding, she had to then donn Paully's Washington Redskin 
bike tights, revealing a lovely bouquet of Paully's underpants. 

Notable: Security guard in the Bitch White complex inquires what's going on. HIMZ 
states he works here, the guy backs off. I still say we should have green carded him.

Homeboo galore - everything that touches my mouth now tastes funny -even still! 
I guess in some respects that's a good thing.

HIMZ: They also need to fix those nasty, sharp rusty holes around the picnic tables 
- someone is going to get hurt!

Ran back to cars (in underpants - heck, they don't call it Bunn Dr. for nothing 
(and what will they call the parking lot now, after all the flashing going on 
there!)) 



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