Hare(s): Romanian Steamer & Captain Jack Swallows.
Snare: Free Ball Friday
1300 on a beautiful hashing day at Nimitz park, a slight breeze to freeze the cajones off of assembled hashers, Chainsaw Assacre, Sushi Cowgirl, Freeball Friday, Suck My Gumballs, Beaver Fister and a long lost Daddys Porn Star as we all waited for the hares Russian Steamer (or is it Romanian; I don't remember, Ive slept and drank since then) and captain jack swallows who of course were late to greet the hounds.
They even asked for more time to start trail. Once greetings were given soon enough the hares were called away and the hashers waited and waited and waited to be set loose. once free of the USO, the trail led up the hill toward the mushroom stand. Lo and behold an intersection, trail was quickly found and the hounds were off toward the stage through what was unfortunately the only bit of mud we were to see on that run.
The trail slowly wound its way through Sasebo's lovely residential district, there were even several dogs to cheer us on our hunt for the hares. Many many intersections later near the town hall, Freeball Friday and DPS were standing at the latest in a chain of intersections talking about absolutely nothing of importance when Freeball Friday jumps up and bolts toward an alley, DPS sprinted after him as he jumps over crates and the occasional cat through the narrow alley and pulls out none other than romanian steamer and the captain trying to crawl deeper into the alley.
Many minutes of trash talking followed at the hares being caught not by the front runners but the ones lagging behind. Once the abuse was dealt, the hares were off (asking for more time again) they were quickly found by the returning front runners.
Chainsaw Assacre and Beaver Fister as they wandered into the friendly neighborhood supermarket to which the rest of the hounds gathered for their beverage of choice. As we finished the last of our drinks, it was noted that Chainsaw Assacre ran off again not even enjoying a beverage with his fellow hashers. With the trial gone cold, it took many RU's and blind wandering to find true trail which led to a winding trail which slowly led the hounds back toward nimitz park.
Of course the front runner had already cracked open his beverage of choice as the last bastard (NFN Patrick) marked his name down at the finish then had to walk toward the patio where the down downs were to be held. During the Down Down, many false accusations and many a brew were had before deciding to run a second leg. Daddys Pornstar and Freeball Friday decided to be lazy bastards and sit drinking the beer with romanian Steamer and Captain Jack Swallows.
Daddy’s Porn star