Hares: None
Harriers: Daily Newd, Narcoleptic Noodle, Pole Dancer, Seven Seconds,
Piss Tumble, Titty Gang Bang, Open Leg Rock Her, Just Richard and Just
Amy
Oh, what a hash this one turned out to be, but somehow a mix of no
true hares and a lot of canned goods made for a good event.
A highly speculative hash from the beginning as hares kept
disappearing in the days leading to the event, mismanagement decided
to hold a pick-up hash as opposed to a regular event.
A pick-up simply brings the pack to a spot, they draw lots, and the
loser..er winner…becomes the hare. The hare then switches after each
beer stop. Confused?
Well, nine people showed for the Super Secret Hash that started at
parking lot next to Rocks and Ropes in the West End. After milling
about for 30 minutes, it was decided to start the show. Seven Seconds
drew the first leg.
Knowing that he was making up where he was going on the fly, the pack
gave him a good 10-minute head starts before leaving. The pack
followed the trail down some railroad tracks near the new baseball
stadium and across Academy Street, but not before stopping for some
hash trash on the side of the road. Namely, they found government-
issued cans of vegetables.
Armed with supplies, the pack followed the trail through Falls Park,
up to Main Street and past the Peace Center where Seven Seconds laid a
trap. Hundreds of little children (possibly Seven Seconds’ demon
spawn) flooded the streets and covered the trail with their damnable
feet.
The trail was found and led off into some side streets, back to Main
and into Sharkey’s for stop number one.
After hanging out a few minutes and debating whether to run some more,
Pole Dancer took the lead for the second leg. He got out of his chair
and walked across the street into Mast General.
Pole Dancer told two clerks to tell the pack he went out the back
door, and then began laying trail. Meanwhile, the pack gave an
unusually long lead time because their server at Sharkey’s couldn’t
figure out their bill.
They eventually left the bar and entered Mast General where the clerks
mocked them for being so late. The pack followed a trail away from
downtown going through parking lots and yards before going through a
church yard.
They battled boob checks and some false trails before making a curve
back into downtown. Meanwhile, Pole Dancer was sitting in Barley’s
wondering where the hell the pack had vanished too.
He got tired of waiting and went to take a leak. The pack arrived at
that time. And there was much rejoicing. Daily Newd made an offering
of canned corn and potatoes to the Barley’s staff who promptly placed
the foodstuffs above the bar.
Piss Tumble and TTGB volunteered for the third leg and left.
After a 10-minute head start, the pack followed the trail down an
alley and into Bergamo Plaza where it promptly got lost. The trail was
refound and twisted and turned into the Downtown Hyatt and toward
Spring Street. Somewhere along the way Daily Newd found a three-pound
can of green beans and a bag of black-eyed peas.
The pack did well here, but got lost again when the reach Court Street
Square. No one was sure if the marks were new or left over from Seven
Seconds.
After some confusion, the pack went to TTGB’s and asked her landlord
if she had been by. He said no and the pack stood there for a few
minutes scratching themselves and passersby when Piss Tumble drove up
to say they were at the Mellow Mushroom.
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