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| Hash Number: | 1316 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1316 - Lost Penis's Birthday |
| When: | Sept. 28, 2019 |
| Where: | 271 E. South Street, Kennett Square, PA |
| Hares: | Lost Penis Port-a-Ho Skidmarks | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1316, Lost Penis's Birthday When: Saturday, September 28, 2019 at 10AM!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Pack off at 10:15am. Where: Kennett Square Community Park, 271 E South St, Kennett Square, PA 19348 Who Hare: Lost Penis, Port A Ho, and Skidmarks What Else: The hash, the Kennett Brewfest, and Lost's actual birthday all fall on the same day ... and Lost Penis needs to do the Brewfest. Buy your tickets now for the Kennett Brewfest. Possibly bring a vessel for a discreet outside apres/brunch. Questions: contact Skidmarks. Why So Fucking Early: So, the hares -- and other hashers -- are going to Kennett Brewfest, which starts at 1:30pm. On After: Brewfest is in walking distance of the hash. On After After: Bones Brigade at Kennett Brewing Company. Friendlies: Neither dog nor kid friendly. Hash Cash: $7 D'erections: So the plan is for the hash to meet in this parking lot across from Kennett High School. The Brewfest's d'erections gives a good overview of parking in Kennett for the day, just in case there's not enough parking in this lot. If hashing and Brewfesting -- Lyft/Uber/etc. might be the way to go. | Hashers |
| Asshopper Bunion Butt Desperately Seeking Pussy Do Me On the Beach Gives It Away Jewel of Duh-Nile Lost Penis Magic Carpet Ride NecroPheelMeUp Other Peoples Pussy Port-a-Ho PubeHeAteHer Skidmarks Toxic Shock Wet Lay | Hash Trash |
| Hash Trash for Hockessin Hash #1316, Lost Penis’ Birthday Hash So, the slobbering pack met up in the parking lot of Kennett Square Community Park in the north country of Kennett Square, PA on a warm, sunny, 80-ish degree early morning of Saturday, September 28th, 2019 A.D. Hashers I remember being present at some point or other included: Gives It Away, Toxic Shock, NecroPheelMeUp, PubeHeAteHer, Do Me On the Beach, Asshopper, Magic Carpet Ride, Wet Lay, Bunion Butt, Jewel of Duh-Nile, Other People’s Pussy, Desperately Seeking Pussy and . . .? Our hares for today were the birthday girl, Lost Penis and Skidmarks with special ass-istance from H4’s finest hare-raiser, Port-A-Ho. And so, whilst we waited impatiently for Asshopper to bring the beer so we could get to drinking before 10am, Port-A-Ho got out her blow-up blue vagina chair for the birthday girl to take a load off before embarking on a long day of drinking. Meanwhile, Skids threw many marks down for chalk-talk, which Lost attempted to interpret. There would be a rainbow of chalk marks as well as flour blobs, some checks, falses, check-backs of differing varieties, a Beer Near, a Shot Near, an Eagle/Turkey split, a mark that was crossed-out that we should ignore, a bunch of arrows and some sort of “special mark,” that if we saw it at all, we would just know (something about Lost+Skids, hearts, blah, blah, blah). We were advised that if we came to a locked gate, we should not try to climb it, but simply turn around and await further instructions from the hare. We were also advised that walkers should stick to the Turkey trail so as not to prolong things and unnecessarily delay Lost’s entrance into the Kennett Brewfest any further. And so, once we had chosen our teams, the Eagles followed trail across the street toward the high school whilst the Turkeys prepared to cover much less ground in the opposite direction. On-On! Toxic Shock, Asshopper, Jewels, Pube, OPP, Bunion and yours-truly Head-ed on up toward the school where we picked up some chalk marks, then lost our way in the parking lot and ran around in circles for a while. Eventually, Asshopper spotted an arrow pointing us left up a long staircase and out by the football stadium. Here we realized we had somehow lost Jewels, but figured he would find his way eventually ... or not. On-On! We wound around behind the bleachers, then came upon Skidmarks who was walking up the steps we were supposed to be going down. So down we went, across a grassy knoll and through some trees till we came back down to South Street and banged a right up a nasty hill into the neighborhood and checked left down another hill. Then further toward town we went where we got hung-up on a check for a while until we saw Skidmarks standing in the intersection indicating we had not gone far enough, so we ran further until we hit the Check-Back 4, then had to go bassackwards to find the actual trail on a nature trail paralleling the railroad tracks. On-On! The trail brought us alongside the creek and under a bridge where a beer near was had on a former trail, but not today’s. But we were not far, for an arrow pointed us up across a parking lot where a little park was fenced off and Lost, Port-A-Ho, GIA, Wet Lay and DSP were waiting for us at the Beer Near. So whilst we enjoyed some sudsy refreshment on this tepid morning, we were joined by the late-cumming Do Me and Magic and pondered for a while where Jewels might have ended up. And once we had waited long enough, we Head-ed back on trail, across the parking lot and into town where about 3 festivals were occurring simultaneously.. On-On! We Head-ed up Broad Street, across State Street, up another hill and to a check at Linden Street where we got hung-up again, running around for a while in all directions until someone finally found a green chalk arrow, (which was partially covered by the leaves of a nearby bush) pointing us around the parking garage. Here, a few of us missed the chalk mark Head-ing down a side street and instead, ran up to Union and State Streets where we confused a few festival attendees who wondered what we were looking for. Finally, we returned to the arrow, then Head-ed in the right direction, then banged a left across State and Cypress Streets Head-ing in the direction from whence we had cum. On-On! We caught up to Bunion and Toxic Shock for a while who were making their own way back to the cars. Then we came upon a check near the railroad tracks and with a little ass-istance, eventually found the rest of the pack enjoying a cooler of colorful jello-shots on the side of the railroad tracks. Here we were reunited with Jewels who regaled us with some crazy story of how he ended up crawling under some gate because he thought it was ‘the locked gate’ as was previously mentioned. Thankful that Jewels was found safe and not arrested, we finished up our shots and traversed the last few blocks around the line forming at the Brewfest entrance and back to the parking lot and the On-In. On-On! And so, since no RA was to be found today, former RA and co-hare Skidmarks took-on the honors. The hares drank for their shitty trail having too many marks and being too late in the day. Bunion, Toxic and Pube all drank for being first in since Bunion and Toxic completely blew by the shot stop and wondered where everyone was. They were then joined by Jewels and were made to drink for all missing a beverage stop. Toxic and Jewels also drank for interuptusing and ignoring us for months. The Pussies drank for visiting from the far-away land of New Jersey. Jewels was made to drink again for losing trail and managing to climb under a fence that was not even a part of trail. Lost was given a proper side-side for her first 39th birthday. And somehow, the hash went in peace though there was no one there to tell us to do so. Following circle, our hare-raiser of many talents, Port-A-Ho provided us with a breakfast buffet of scrambled eggs, bacon, bagels and fruit. We hung out in the park for a while enjoying the summer-like weather until it was time for the group to move on-out to the Kennett Brewfest and probably some better-tasting beers, and all in all it was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1317 this Saturday. On-On! NecroPheelMeUp | |