Weepee's first set: www.princetonol.com/groups/phhh/archive/701.4.txt
Written en Francais by the immortal scribe Table Toes.  Chances that it will make more sense in English 
are 50-50, but here, for the first time ever, is a translation, as performed by
http://ets.freetranslation.com/:

It begins to the years day tres cold apres chases it sandal in Bucks.
 The wonderful vielle man of the city of the education poorly, "The VieuxRoutier " (or `the Gheezhere', 
if you prefer).  It says has me: 

"The Fancier of the Reptiles Louisiana (The FRL or LRF) is lost, and I cross that the Joyous one of the 
Mere also.  Find the men of the Hash!

 Then, I not comprehende the circimstances.  The alone index is the last words of the the FRL and Joyous, 
in strange poesie of the haiku with the pentameter iambique.  

The last words of the the FRL apres they last Hash - `You etes incompetente.  I not returne!  You is not 
trainer Dick Nixon not more!  

And the Joyous one of the Mere said - "This is not a hash hard corpes.
 Then!  Which Debacle!  My feet this is not wets!  I not returne!  You is not trainer Dick Nixon not more,
.  .  Or his small dog also!  

Because of the temperature tres cold, I agree with the Gheezhere.  And I am travels in the west for a 
consultation with the Pretre of the Tibet, Lllama Slowly.  The Lllama is sat in a method tranquil in the 
middle of the alcohol store that always are opened.  But yes, I am rappeller the FRL and the janitor of 
the sock, Joyeaux.  This is in the times that the I Ching said:  This is necessaire has research has the 
place that the bier is not dear, the breasts are abondant,et the good tems roll.  I seen a man research 
for competence and a hash is not long complaint and not debacle.  I seen a man research for white flour.  
Go has quickly the natal earth of the FRL for they pelerinage.  

But, I am research in the Cajun earth for the hashers exentrique.  And just has my entry has The New Orleans, 
this is the day on tuesday Fatty one.  Then, I am research in the groove and the houses whore for the men 
when I saw the big globes of the silicon or saline that blind my yeaux.  I am fascinee by captivates charms 
of the voodoo queen "The Douxieme Bags of the Wind." HAS a bar she captivates months with a glass wood of 
the alcohol amber and bitterness, and some follows I am round completment.  

When I reveille, it done hot, and humid tres in the marshes of the Louisiana.  The crocodilles are feroce, 
and the mosquiteques are has big of the small cars Yugoslavia - the Yugos.  And I seen a strange ceremonie 
of the voodoo with a dance of the dozens octogenaire nude, with the salsa, the bisquites of the neon, and 
strange liquid - Piels.

 And the octegenairs are to sing a song disco of the Donna Summer. 
Merde, this is the last days of disco, and my tete is to swim in the poison amber of the the melon 
bitterness.  Can etre it does an evil idee has to sleep in the Street Bourbon has Fatty Tuesday with the 
voodoo queen of the blond cheveaux of the boteille, The Deuxieme Bags of the Wind.  But, cellui here the 
sacrifices, because I am in an important and dangerous mission of the "The Gheezhere" - the tres vielle man.  

To bientot, The Deuxieme Bags of the Wind dace has quotes of me and she said:  For completer his quete, look 
for the small points that does not exist, passee the fields of the trees at holes, has quotes green houses 
that his brown one, and in breadths the barrier that malediction the lake of the grnad water.  To quotes of 
a yellow house, follow the small white points that does not exist, and montee the cloture, and research the 
holes.  Good-bye!!!  

Suddenly, I am tranporter has majique to the the race of the canal. 
Ah, but yes, this is Kingston, the location of the debacle celebre of the the annee passee.  And I to hear 
the small cries.  

I to follow the cries, and apres some minutes, I seen a view horrifante!  This is the FRL and Joyous with 
are covered face of white flour.  The two are assissons against of a big boulder.  And the two mormontons 
"Which Horror, which horror!  

What's more moment, I seen some dogs enrages and the barking at the two friends.  And there is some dogs 
chases has me.  Tellment, I run has the race of the canal.  When I am founded plusiers points white of 
flour.  I to follow the breaks through white has a brown house has quotes lake of carnegie and a due 
reception the and the sandwich fingers, eats the small gateaux neon, and drink the bloody marys for etre 
paralyzes by me of the view horrifante.  

When I relate my history to the Gheezhere, I said that the last thing que I seen is the dogs attacks the 
two, and a cry has to freeze you the blood.