The day after Costa Rican elections meant NO Beer could be sold until Monday 12:00 midnight.  But that didn’t stop the EHHH from having a romp in the woods behind Santana 2000 Shopping Center & having a beer party in the Bier Garten of closed Big Dog’s Bar.

    Even eternally late Son ands Pop duo of Clavo and Clavito were on time and in their running gear for the 5 pm start!  Hooligan who has not been late since November was barely on time and last to arrive. To compliment the gathering our former (and first) GM Piston Head graced the ranks along with a New Boot from Arizona (married to a Tica) who later with illusions called himself Big Dick.  We all headed out past the Mega Super supermarket where Hare Chino surveyed the hounds that were already lagging back and mercifully told them to wait and go around to find the rest cumming out from the behind Big Dog’s Ass . . .err . . aft.

    This suggestion did not take much convincing of the slackers as they quickly blended in with the rest of the pack that disappeared into the Santana Zoo grounds with excellent foot paths and wooded terrain.  Here Fancy Pants was overheard saying “Watch out for the Lions and Tigers and Bears .. Oh My!”.  Those words scared Bambi who decided uncharacteristically to stay in the middle of pack for the safety in numbers.  Slow Dick held his hand for while but they were unable to skip along at a good pace therefore sparing us the likes of a scene from the ‘Break Back Mountain’ movie.  Garlic Breath said his breath would keep away evil spirits and predators, but we all knew that already.  This run had everything; woods, streams, a bit of mud, and yes even something that we have never had before; live Jaguars!

    Just as Hare Chino was trying to keep us quiet, due to the lack of permission for us to even be there, Fancy Pants and Slow Dick yelled out “Hey, let’s go see the Jaguars over there!”.  Hare Chino crinched but relented while saying “OK, but keep it down”.  So we all yelled out ‘ON ON’ and trotted over to the mesh enclosure in the middle of tall dried Jaragua grass were we would never had imagined would be 4 of the most exquisite examples of the epitome of the Costa Rican eco-system; real Live Jaguars pacing back and forth in the small enclosures were they are kept for the night and from where we hope they are released into the larger area next door during the day.  Garlic Breath asked “Are they real?” to which Clavo answered “No they are illusions, product of the conflict between the Alpha and Beta parts of your mind”.  We all held that deep thought in our ½ minds for a second before we took off once more on the happy trails and over a little used (due to poor location) pedestrian bridge over the Cuidad Colon Pista where the EHHH exhibitionist, Fancy Pants, proceeded to lower his fancy pants and ‘Moon’ the oncoming cars below with his most attractive part of his body, some of who blew their horn in approval and others undoubtedly in disapproval.  Luckily no one had a camera so we headed On On to the north side of the autopista into fields and another wooded area, finishing with a trot through a tunnel back under the pista where Fancy Pants, who could not resist having his name written up in this rag one more time, waited inside the tunnel to blow his horn as each passing group was well inside the confines of the eco-chamber.  Yep, this run had it all, woods, nice trails, moon shots, bridge, tunnel vision, eco-chamber, even Jaguars and a horn blower!  How many Hares can say that their hash had all that?  We all complimented Chino on his run, but some did ask that he try to have a Hippo next time, or at least a dolphin on his next run!

    Once back at the Big Dog’s Bier Garten, beer flowed like never before on a dry day after elections with Down Downs for Hare Chino, the Clavo Duo, the new boot Big Dick and others I can’t remember because I had too much to drink that night.  Unfortunately a video has surfaced showing my awakening the next day after my wife called around asking why I had not come home after the hash.  A video provided by Parrot, who missed the run but happen to be near the zoo the next morning, shows why we must be careful about having too much to drink as we may regret it the morning after!  See the attached ‘Morning after’ video.  If you don’t have a media player program to play video you can download one for free at Microsoft’s download website: http://www.microsoft.com/downloads/Browse.aspx?displaylang=en&categoryid=4

NEXT RUN #58: MONDAY Feb. 13th 5:00 pm

Location:   Piedades de Santana.

For De-Erections go to website:  www.escazuhhh.com

HARE:  Clavo (s?) .   Cell: 373-9850

C2,000.

Hare Line:   

Run #59:  Feb 20^th   Corn Blower (Please bring info & map to next run)

Run #60:  Feb. 27^th  Eternal hare (bring info or map too, if pussible)

From more see website’s Hareline at: http://www.escazuhhh.com/Hareline.htm

Need info, tel #s, etc on EH3 members go to Website: www.escazuhhh.com and look for links.

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Need to know how to make lasagna; go to the EHH Website.

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HASH TRASH JOKES:

A man with heavy debts walks into a bar and sees a two gallon glass jar full of $10 bills and asks the bartender what that is about.

The bartender says it is a betting jar and anyone can play.

You have to put in $10 and if you can do the three things required you win the money in the jar.

The man then asks what are the three things, but the bartender says you find out after you put in your $10.

So the man figures he can do anything and throws in his $10.

The bartender tells him the three things are:

1. Drink this fifth of rot-gut whiskey from the Pacific Coast of Nicaragua.

2. Give multiple orgasms to a 94 year old lady with Alzheimer's in room 201 upstairs.

3. Yank a rotten tooth from a champion fighting pit bull dog in a cage out back.

The man is reluctant but decides his debts push him to give it a go.

First he takes the Nicaraguan whiskey and chugs the whole bottle and is left barely standing.

Then he goes out back and the bartender could hear for 30 minutes the yelling and yelping of dog and man with ear piercing sounds.

Then the man comes back in the bar, his clothes all torn and blood oozing from all over his body, and asks, "OK, now where is that old lady with the rotten tooth?"!