When: 10/06/2007 03:00PM 10/06/2007 06:00PM 10/06/2007 from 02:00 pm to 05:00 pm Where: Alonzo A. Crim High School

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Rat's Ass: Old woman!

Tripod: Man!

Rat's Ass: Man, sorry... What knight lives in that castle over there?

Tripod: I'm 37!

Rat's Ass: What?

Tripod: I'm 37, I'm not old!

Rat's Ass: Well I can't just call you "Man"...

Tripod: You could say "Tripod"...

Rat's Ass: I didn't know you were called Tripod.

Tripod: Well you didn't bother to find out, did you?

Rat's Ass: I did say sorry about the old woman, but from behind you looked...

Tripod: (interrupting) What I object to is your automatically treatin' me like an inferior!

Rat's Ass: Well I AM king...

Tripod: Oh, King, eh? Oh, very nice... And how'd you get that, eh? By exploiting the workers! By hanging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society! By stifling hounds with stultifying trails laid with Bullshit? If there's ever gonna be any progress in our society...

Ouch: Tripy, there's some lovely filth down here!
[Noticing Rat's Ass] Oh! How d'you do?

Rat's Ass: How do you do, good lady. I am Rat's Ass, King of the Hashers. Whose castle is that?

Ouch: King of the who?

Rat's Ass: The Hashers.

Ouch: Who are the Hashers?

Rat's Ass: Well we all are... We are all Hashers ... And I am your king.

Ouch: I didn't know we had a king... I thought we were an autonomous collective.

Tripod: You're foolin' yourself. We're livin' in a dictatorship! A self-perpetuating autocracy in which the hounds ...

Ouch: (interrupting) Oh there you go, bringing class into it again...

Tripod: That's what it's all about! If only people would...

Rat's Ass: Please, please, good people, I am in haste. Who lives in that castle?

Ouch: No one lives there.

Rat's Ass: Then who is your lord?

Ouch: We don't have a lord.

Rat's Ass: What?

Tripod: I told you. We're an anarcho-cynicalist commune. We take it in turns to sort of act as a sort of "joint master" for the week. We call it "mis-management."

Rat's Ass: Yes.

Tripod: But all the decisions of that Joint Master have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting...

Rat's Ass: Yes I see.

Tripod: ...by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs...

Rat's Ass: Be quiet!

Tripod: But by a two-thirds majority in the case of more major stuff like joint hashes with AH4 ...

Rat's Ass: Be quiet! I order you to be quiet!

Ouch: Order, eh? Who does he think he is?

Rat's Ass: I am your king!

Ouch: Well I didn't vote for you!

Rat's Ass: You don't vote for kings.

Ouch: Well how'd you become king then?

[Angelic music plays...]

Rat's Ass: The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite held aloft a Guinness from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Rat's Ass, was to carry the pint. THAT is why I am your king!

Tripod: (interrupting) Listen, strange women lyin' in ponds distributin' pints is no basis for a system of government! Supreme executive power derives from a
mandate from the masses, not from some farcicial aquatic ceremony!

Rat's Ass: Be quiet!

Tripod: Oh but you can't expect to wield supreme executive power just because some watery tart threw a beer at you!

Rat's Ass: SHUT UP!

Tripod: Oh but if I went 'round sayin' I was Emperor, just because some moistened bink lobbed a stout at me, they'd put me away!

Rat's Ass: SHUT UP! WILL YOU SHUT UP! [Grabs Tripod]

Tripod: Ah! Now we see the violence inherent in the system!

Rat's Ass: SHUT UP!

Tripod: Oh, come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help! Help! I'm being repressed! HASH SHIT!

Rat's Ass: (muttering) Bloody hound!

Tripod: Oh, what a giveaway! Did you hear that? Did you hear that, eh? That's what I'm on about! Did you see him repressin' me? You saw it, didn't you?

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$6 for Mutton, Witch burning, laden/unladen swallow talk, not to mention oral sex, and a Grail.

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Directions:

• Take I-20 East from Downtown Atlanta to Maynard Terrace Exit
• Take a left
• Then a right at Memorial
• Then an immediate right on Cliftonand park behind the school