A man is made out of muscle and blood,
But a hasher is made out of shiggy and mud.
Shiggy and mud and a barrel of ale,
A rape whistle blowing on a shitty trail.
You drink sixteen beers and what do you get?
A little bit drunk and a little bit wet.
Well St. Peter don’t you call me cause I’ll make you frown,
I can’t go to heaven till I do this down down.
Credit: Shattered Sexpectations, Larryville Hash House Harriers