PHHH #805.4
Location: Hopewell Township North
Set by: Hey Yo! Paully

Hashers:  Pyro, Bumps, Weepee, Brad,  Nonsensei, Discomfort, the Prosecutor, Hand
Solo, Minor minor minor minor Tom the Army Guy

Eater at On-In:  Llloda, slated to have a spot of potted lunch at On-in with
Nonsensei anyway.

Conditions:  Chitter beer.

The Grinch Who Stole Hashmas

The hashers down in Hopewell
Were getting ready to hash
But the Grinch, on Block 14
Yelled, "Not so fast!

"Do you hear them, Michelle?"
He asked his word processing wife,
"There are hashers trespassing
When they should get a life!

"They're traipsing through streams,
They're wading in waste,
In leaves and sham-shiggy,
Like fools in great haste!

"The big blond bellows, On ON!
Like a pyromaniac playing,
Braying and straying
Below my Chem-lawn!

"The others all struggle
With snow and wet leaves
With trichloroethylene
and rusty old sieves.

"I'll not have it, you hear?
They'll stop this at once,
Turn Around, Do you hear me?
I'm nobody's dunce."

But the hashers kept moving,
All but the hare,
Who answered the Grinch
With a calm Polish stare.

"The stream's a clear easement
And if we stay in the water
We'll move faster forward
And get out like we ought ter."

The Grinch started fuming
and he got really hot.
He pushed 911,
"I'll show them what's what."

He jumped in his car.
He drove near
He drove far
He drove on two wheels
Of his big SUV
Until he practically flattened
Santa's elfin Weapea.

The Grinch chewed off his ear
In uncharitable tones
He spoke of drunk hunters
and broke hasher bones.

This was no Christmas fest
There was no hasher cheer
Even when the group found
Hey Yo! Paully's beer

So they sang at the table
To Officer Maloney
And ate smoked baloney
While mulling this fable

Merry Christmas to most,
Happy Hanukkah to others
Stay out of the township
And be nice to Mother.

Next Hash:
Sunday, December 31: #806.4    The Cuban Assassin sets the A. G. Zaire Memorial
Hash, in which we find that Zaire is actua-- ack acckk urrrgghhh!