When in the course of human events it becomes necessary to explore the jungles, shiggy and other less than traveled regions of Okinawa, a few rise to the challenge. This is the latest installment of the Hash Trash of the Okinawa Hash House Harriers.*
As misreported by Hand Solo
*A work of factual fiction and fictional fact, [...]
The saga continues; *unning through concrete, shiggy, rope climbing and the occasional *wim through who knows what. This is the chronicle of those foolish enough to search for the Holy Nectar in the twisted and winding roads and back alleys of Onna. Our walkers we lose, our jockstrappers leaveth less pack-marks than French leave tips… [...]
When in the course of human events it becomes necessary to chronicle the actions of a few half minds there are but a few that seek accurate reporting. Alas, those few probably aren’t much on wine, women or song; wankers I tell you! Instead what we offer you is this week’s humble installment of the [...]
When in the course of human events it becomes necessary to chronicle the actions of a few half minds there are but a few that seek accurate reporting. Alas, those few probably aren’t much on wine, women or song; wankers I tell you! Instead what we offer you is this week’s humble installment of the [...]
When in the course of human events it becomes necessary to chronicle the actions of a few half minds there are but a few that seek accurate reporting. Alas, those few probably aren’t much on wine, women or song; wankers I tell you! Instead what we offer you is this week’s humble installment of the [...]