Post date: Oct 19, 2011 1:58:59 PM
So my call for people's memoirs went completely unanswered. Meaning
only one of two things. Aliens abducted all the hashers and wiped
their memories, or someone slipped roofies in all the beer. Either
way, sore bungholes all around. Which we can all agree is the true
meaning of hashing.
Also 10 shopping days left until CUNTH-ter. Or maybe Eas-CUNTH.
Haven't decided which is more awkward to say. Harriettes will be
expected to be dressed as sexy bunnies, and we're also thinking about
an Easter costume theme! Heyo! Thanks and tip your waitress. (Play
me out, Shecky.)
On-On,
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