PRINCETON HHH HASH #510.4 Date: June 14, 1995 Weather: Torrential Venue: Kunkel Park north to Hopewell Valley Golf Course (along the river) Time: 1:35 Set By: 242 Hashers: Delay LLLama, Rojo, Not-So-Dry Martinez, Wacko, The Milkman, Solo, Jason Huse Visitors: Kitty Litter! Rookies: Eren "242's Friend", Andy "242's Friend" A CLASSIC ADVENTURE: You are in the PUCC parking lot with a bunch of mindless morons. There is a large blue hashvan here. There is a Delay Lllama here sticking a Tibetan jar in your face. Go home. I do not know how to do that. Eat me. I do not know how to do that. Get into the hashvan. You are in the hashvan. Drive off. Nothing happens. Hit gas pedal. Nothing happens. There is a Delay Lllama here thrusting a jar into your face. Kill Lllama. Your soul will be cursed forever? Are you sure? Pay Lllama The Lllama removes the jar from your face and chuckles to himself. Drive off. The hashvan whisks you and the other mindless morons away to Pennington. A fierce thunderstorm suddenly forms around you. You are now outside the hashvan in Kunkel park, Pennington, in a raging storm, freezing to death, awaiting 242 knowing that even in dry weather his marks are hard to find. There are several mindless morons milling about. Get back into van and drive off. The van is locked. Panic. Ahhh, that feels much better. There are several mindless morons staring at you as if you are a mindless moron. Kill morons. With what, your bare hands?! Yes. I do not know how to do that. Kitty Litter is now here, along with 242 who claims he will follow you and help you on the trail. Your body temperature is now at 65 degrees Farenheit. Unless you move immediately you will die. Move. Which way? I have no idea. All the marks have washed away. Just move in a random direction. You start running around randomly in an effort not to die of hypothermia. Around you are several mindless morons running around randomly in an effort not to die. In the distance by a river you here 242 screaming "On On". Cry. No one can tell. Run to the cries of "On On" You are now running north in a river, though there is more water in the woods than in the river due to the torrential downpour all around you. Your body temperature has raised up to 67 degrees. You cannot open your eyes however, because the rain hurts too much. You fall on your face into the river and expect to be drenched, but fortunately you have fallen on Dry Martinez. Dry Martinez is busy absorbing most of the water. Around him are several mindless morons, clinging on for dear life. Suddenly, the tiny caked remnants of hash marks vanish. Fan out checking. You instantly cannot hear anyone over the rain. You are totally lost in the woods. You stop briefly and you body temperature drops to 65 degrees F. If you don't keep moving you will die. Run parallel to the river. There is a lake in front of you. Scream "Are You". Nothing happens. Scream "Are You" Nothing happens Cry No one can tell Scream "Are You" 10 times Nothing happens Run back to the last mark There are several mindless morons here, milling about. 242 is here urging the morons to run exactly where you came from. Run back to the lake There are several mindless morons here running beside you with 242 who is pointing to little tiny caked powder droppings and double-crosses that once were. Guess wildly that the trail will parallel the river. You are now at a bridge on Titusville Rd. crossing the river. There are no marks here. Scream "Are You". Nothing happens. Scream "Are You" Nothing happens Cry No one can tell Run back to the last mark. Wait! There is now a Milkman here. Run back to the last mark, he is no doubt as lost as you are. As you run, you hear the pack from some dense underbrush on your left. Go left. You never see the pack. You go through the river and back up the other side where you find yourself at the bridge again. There are no marks here. However, there is a Dry Martinez here. Scream "Are You" Nothing happens, but 10 feet away is 242 leading everyone toward you. Try to remember the 12th vice-president of the United States. Nothing happens. Say "xyzzy" Suddenly you find yourself at a cooler near a large mud slab. Near the cooler is a watermelon. There is also beer here, but no can opener. This doesn't matter, because your body temperature is dropping too rapidly for you to possibly survive before 242 gets back with the van. Run around to keep warm. You have no energy left. Your body temperature is now 56 degrees F. Death is imminent. Find Jesus He was last seen checking around the Romans. Next Hashes: #511.4 Wednesday, June 21, 6 pm, ThroatWarbler sets #512.4 Wednesday, June 28, 6 pm, Dry Martinez & MLOS set #513.4 Wednesday, July 5, 6 pm, Geezer sets