Stupid Jokes & Songs

Kampala Hash House Harriers

The story of twenty toes

STUPID HASH JOKES!

When I was born, I got a choice - A big dick or a
      good memory. I am not able to remember, what did I choose.

      My wife is a sex object. Every time I ask for sex, she objects.

       Impotence: Nature's way of saying "No hard feelings".

      There are only two four letter words that are offensive to men - don't
and stop, unless they are used together.

      Panties are not the best thing on earth, but next to the best thing
on earth.

There are three stages to sex in a person's life: Tri Weekly, Try
Weekly, and Try Weakly.

Having sex is like playing bridge. If you don't have a good partner,
you'd better have a good hand.

      I tried phone sex once, but the holes in the dialer were too small.
      Do infants enjoy infancy as much as adults enjoy adultery?

      Marriage is the only war where you get to sleep with the enemy.

      What's an Australian kiss?
      The same thing as a French kiss, only down under.

      A couple just married were happy with the whole thing. He was happy
with the Hole and She was happy with the Thing......

      What are the three biggest tragedies in a man's life?
      Life sucks, job sucks and the wife doesn't.

      Q: What's the difference between a bitch and a whore?
      A: A whore sleeps with everyone at the party and a bitch sleeps with
everyone except you.

      Q: Why do men find it difficult to make eye contact ?
      A: Breasts don't have eyes.

       Of course you've heard about the Viagra! computer virus, it turns your 3 1/2 inch floppy into a hard disk.

       Despite the old saying, "Don't take your troubles to bed", many men
still sleep with their wives !!!.

(thanks to Hackenbush)

Down Down Song
Here's to ... ... he's true blue,
He's a hasher through and through
He's a pisspot so they say,
He tried to get to heaven,
But he went the other way!
Drink it down down down down,
down, down, down, down, down,
Why are we waiting, why are we waiting ...

The Beer's Prayer
Our lager,
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink.
Thy will be drunk, (I will be drunk),
At home, as it is in the pub.

Give us this day our foamy head,
And forgive us our spillage's,
As we forgive those who spill against us.
And lead us not to incarceration,
But deliver us from hangovers.
For thine is the beer, the bitter and the lager.

Forever and ever.
Bell.

The Hash Hymn
Swing low sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home,
Swing low sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home.

I looked over Jordan,
And what did I see,
Coming for to carry me home,
A band of angels,
Coming after me,
Coming for to carry me home.

Swing low sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home,
Swing low sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home.

If you get there before I do,
Coming for to carry me home,
Tell my friends I'm coming too,
Coming for to carry me home.

Swing low sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home,
Swing low sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home.

Mis-Management accepts no responsibility for the accuracy of any of the lyrics quoted above.

Hashing may seriously effect your sense of humour. Any social diseases acquired at the hash are not the responsibility of the Mis-Management.