PHHH #1164.9

Wed Aug 29, 2007

Hare: Keyless Entry, so faithfully (until their downdownduo)assisted by
EpiEntry

Hounds: Hare In My Zipper (or Tick on my Scwotum), Quieeppeee, Hey Yo Paully,
Itemized Seduction, Nn, and Deli-Cut black Forrest ham.

Venue: Western Princeton and Mt. Lakes Community Woods, include
Board-WOOD-walk.

Time: 69 minutes

Date: 8/29/7 (when's the last time each date-digit went evenly into one
thousand and twenty-four?

Whether: 72% humid, 80 degrees F, calm

Four of us gathered in the lot - seeking flour where there be no flour. Aye,
remember what the profit stated.

But alas, hare comes Deli-Cut who hampenstamped over some marks upon his
entrance to the lot. On-On!

More or less boring street/trail running through streets of western P'ton into
the Community woods. We were damn stopped at a "Wax-pressed" double cross arrow
(you had to be there - or at least at the on-in). This dca is out of place - of
course she runts us to go this weigh, but the trail obviously will take us the
other. There was a lake in front of us. And on this lake a ship sailing forth.
And from that ship a frantic voice shouting "A.G. I've lost my son, my only son,
my own flesh and blood, do you hare my A.G.? Have you seen him, you will help
me search won't you A.G.

Silence shattered the din.

A.G. never heard the passionate cries of the ship. Where is A.G. anyway?

Queppeee answered sternly, in A.G.'s stead: We seek the white powder! Have you
seen IT?

Yes, on the other side of the wooden bridge, but have you seen my son.

Yes, about 5 years ago before we started counting every hash we attend as a PHHH
enumerable event. He is a lovely boy.

Alas, we will not help you.

God speed Captain.
God speed A.G.
And Godspeed the wlaker with the cat in a Baby Bjorn carrier (I swear it was a
hand puppet, and his wrist was up to the pussy slit (said Epi)

Out of 5 known hounds at this point, all five followed the dca. Blind fools. 
Yes, all damn blind fools, save one...the unbeknownst hound to that point
(itemized seduction) - I cannot venture as to whether she followed the dca or
not.

We then were entranced by thoughts of St. Lisa's bonfire as we marched around
the fucking Lake back to the other side where Paully had said we should have
done the opposite of the dca. We felt it too. It burned in our calves like the
hot oil rendered from a fat blubbered mammal.

On on through streets again and we were attacked by Pica children (not the of
the Princeton Elite). Into the woody area and across the street to the park
again.

Weight a minute guys, is this flower or bird poop. Queepee exclaims "Follow the
Birds men, the Birds!"

Bud light. there was much rejoicing.
Phillies had two hit ---- but both of them homers (they one in the end!)

And wutsthis? Itemized seduction came floating in on Queepee's dead wood.

P.S. KE: Ask Rachel if her Yingling was sticky.

P.M.S. May the farce be with you.

NKH (next known hash): 9/9/7 Canude-friendly hash by IS and CD.

Unless someone comes forth (in buckets if you must) and volunteers for Sunday
9/2 or Wednesday 9/6, we will have 10 days tween hashes.