Runners (or something worse) cause evacuation of Ikea.

Retards, huh? Thanks. Lame? I think not.

My Mother Hash (group I first hashed with) was a pretty wild bunch. My current group is pretty tame, we even curb our song’s language so we can have the hasher’s kids join the trail. And have orange juice and granola bars at the Beer Nears for them. :slight_smile: