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#1265, June 4th, 2007
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“Ode
to Hoseblower”
The pack gathered at Laurel Hill playground. It was an average playground, surrounded by trees. As the pack waited for the initial “On On”, which would commence the weekly ritual, all that was heard was a rustling. Nobody could really figure out what exactly it was. The rustling grew loader, and the trees swayed with movement as there was something approaching us. It had a wild look to it with hair moving in all directions. It looked vaguely familiar, but no one could really make out what it was. Just then the trees separated and out popped HOSEBLOWER.
A returning hasher you could say, standing there in a baby blue Walrus shirt, carrot in hand and a Side Show Bob-esque styled Coif, had came to announce that he was off to Costa Rica.
Well thanks for the fucking announcement!! He also announced that there would be a hash run next Monday…thanks for that one as well. And who said fireman were just all looks???
STRAIGHT TO HELL, you were wrong….the looks, the brain and the style….how can you resist him??? HOSEBLOWER was brought up for his outfit which was entitled, “What not to wear if you want to get laid!”
Although I have to claim that outfit title for one worn on a recent camping trip which HOSEBLOWER accompanied us to wearing a fleece kayaking hat from over a decade ago and a fleece vest that sat about 3 inches above his belly button from about the same time frame…picture attached!!! I think I win!
The pack was finally off and came to a check pretty quickly. It was an…ahem..interesting run… took the pack through USF, GGP and many other spots considering how FUCKING long it was. Not only that…but a beer near sign..finally..only to come to a sign that says NO BEER!!! Well, that has got to be the biggest YBF ever!!! Can someone explain hashing to these obvious novice hares!!! WYD I know you ain’t GM anymore, (even though you should be with all the work you did this year anyway) but come on…NO BEER CHECK…!!!
I can’t say too much more about the run as I was DFL with HAS NO BOX after getting lost in GGP due to the shitty trail marking, can’t remember anything from the on on on as I was past tipsy and lost all my trash notes heading home on the motorcycle…SO…
Back to HOSEBLOWER.
There was a lot of virgins on trail and who brought them…HOSEBLOWER!!! Of course they are still virgins..he had been wearing one of his “What not to wear if you want to get laid” outfits when they met!! Half of them he met at B2B…does he remember??? Uuuh…NO. He couldn’t remember how to get to the Stroke/Whorehouse pad from Fell and Buchanan. We live at Hayes and Buchanan. It took him 40 minutes to figure that out.
Although SIX TITS was trying to emulate HOSEBLOWER’S bachelor status, he failed getting engaged this past weekend to SAR-BECCA!!! SO 8-TITS it is!!
I will leave this trash, wishing HOSEBLOWER a great trip in
On our last camping trip, at 5 pm HOSEBLOWER would blow into a pink whistle (no a real pink whistle-that was NOT a metaphor) to remember his girlfriend when he was away…aaaw…isn’t that cute…uuugh!!! So, I thought tonight, at circle at 8pm, We all join in a massive blow in honor of HOSEBLOWER!! And have a fleeting hope…that somewhere, in whatever time zone he is in, that he is blowing too…..
On On
Stroke and Blow