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| Hash Details | |
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| Hash Number: | 1319 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1319 - The Blue Hen Anniversary Hash, |
| When: | Oct. 19, 2019 |
| Where: | 1000 Barksdale Rd, Newark, DE |
| Hares: | Mary Fucking Poppins | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1319, The Blue Hen Anniversary Hash, yes cum celebrate the 27th birthday of the First State's First Hash When: Saturday, October 19, 2019 at 3:00pm HST Where: Norma B. Handloff Park, AKA Barksdale Park, 1000 Barksdale Rd, Newark, DE 19711 Who Hare: Mary Fucking Poppins possibly with help from an interruptus or two. Friendlys: Nahhhhh. Hash Cash: $7 D'erections: From I-95, take the exit for 896 North/Newark/UofD. Go four lights and take a left onto Rt. 4. Once you go over the bridge and and at the bottom of the hill, take a right onto Elkton Rd. At the next traffic light take a left onto Casho Mill, go under the railroad overpass and take a right at the next light onto Barksdale Rd. Park in one of the lots, decide whether you are Blue Henner or H4er, and Hash. | Hashers |
| Asshopper Beulah Ball-Breaker Cousin It Cums Early Do Me On the Beach Magic Carpet Ride Mary Fucking Poppins NecroPheelMeUp PubeHeAteHer Slutmaster Sporto Toxic Waste Triple A-hole Troma Queen Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Hash Trash for Hockessin Hash # 1319/Blue Hen 27th Analversary Hash So, the slobbering pack met up in the parking lot of Norma B. Handloff Park, AKA Barksdale Park in destination Newark, DE on a warm, sunny, low 60-ish degree afternoon of Saturday, October 19th, 2019 A.D. Hashers I remember being present at some point or other included: Slut Master, NecroPheelMeUp, PubeHeAteHer, Do Me On the Beach, Asshopper, Magic Carpet Ride, Beulah Ballbreaker, Cums Early, Triple A-Hole, Schporto, Woody, Just Johann, Cousin It with Suzie, Toxic Waste, Trauma Queen and . . .? Our hare for today was none other than the man, the myth, the legend, Mary Fucking Poppins who assured us that if we did the whole trail today, it would be no more than 6 miles. And so, whilst the H4, BH4, and otherwise-affiliated wankers arrived, we sipped on some swill and listened with half-deaf ears as our hare explained the marks we should probably try to look for today. MFP informed us that he had used extra flour today in case we were blinded by the sunlight, hopelessly dim-witted, directionally challenged, or all of the above. The 3-marks-and-on rule was not to be in effect today, but we were assured that all the Falses were marked. Most importantly, there was to be MFP’s traditional Champagne Near as well as 2 Beer Nears, one of which would double as the On-In. And so, the runners were instructed to follow the true-trail arrow out of the parking lot whilst the walkers were directed by the hare as to how they could avoid excessive movement, so ... On-On! The runners trail took us on a grassy field around the perimeter of the park until we realized we had lost marks and trail had actually cut into some shiggy, across a stream that required a leap of faith (except for Woody who of course found a dry crossing) and back into some more shiggy before popping us out into the parking lot next to where we had started. We crossed over Barksdale Road and Head-ed left through an apartment community where we did some weaving around and in-between the buildings, except for those in the back of the pack who finally realized one could cut straight through. On-On! We hit a check at Casho Mill Road which brought us around through a neighborhood and back to Casho Mill Road, again a section one could have cut straight through if one had hashed smart enough. After banging a left back to Barksdale Road, we came upon a check leading us into the famous, blue-blaze marked Mason-Dixon trail ... that is, except for Cousin It who somehow disappeared and wasn’t see again until the beer stop. On-On! We wound around the woodsy trails where runners were rejoined with walkers just in time for the Champagne Near. Here MFP produced his fine varieties of Andre’ for us all to enjoy as we maneuvered around a pile of shit on a bridge and hung out in the back of a neighborhood off the trail. And finally, once we had our fill of the bubbly goodness, it was time to Head deeper into the bush. On-On! Trail led us under a bridge along the creek where we hit a check which popped us out onto 896/Elkton Road/South Main Street or whatever the hell it’s called in this section. And so, the hare played his sneaky game again of taking us through an adjacent apartment community unnecessarily. Pube tried to peek out to make sure the rest of us weren’t cutting trail, but eventually Woody was onto this scheme and continued straight along with the rest of the slobs who followed. On-On! Eventually, trail crossed to the left side of the street and we came upon a Beer Near at another of MFP’s favorite spots, Pat’s Pizza. Here we met the hare who was assembling a barrage of Yuengling pints for us all to enjoy outside on the deck on this lovely day. We were also met here by Toxic Waste who had jumped out of the bushes to scare some unsuspecting wanks and Cousin It who managed to somehow make it through all of trail with his dog, Suzie who he blamed for being slow and distracted (of course, it was the dog who was to blame and not the one holding the leash). We lingered for a while enjoying our brewskies until MFP assured us there was still more trail to be discovered, so ... On-On! We continued up the street of many names and checked left past the abandoned dorms in various stages of demolition until we came upon the On In just outside the Oaklands Pool. Since Cums Early is an insider at the pool and the Key Master, we got to enjoy circle on the pool’s property without getting arrested for trespassing. And so, our hare served as proxy RA and got the insults and accolades started. Both champagne and beers were poured for down-downs and MFP was made to drink for his shitty, poorly-marked, too-short trail. Pube was made to drink for FRB, while Cousin It joined him for DFL. Cousin It was joined by Toxic Waste and Trauma Queen who were made to drink for showing up in time for the end. Original BH4 members, Cums Early, Schporto, and Toxic Waste were all made to drink as they shared stories from their time in the soon-to-be-demolished dorms. Just Johann drank for being from the finer area of New York, many interuptuses drank, and Do Me was made to drink for believing there was anyone present who had never done a Blue Hen Hash. And finally, Woody put an end to the madness by declaring that we go in peace. Following circle, we gathered up at chez Pube and Necro’s where many pizzas, many beers, and various other beverages were enjoyed over games of pool, darts and tall tales by the fire, and all in all it was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1320 this Saturday. On-On! NecroPheelMeUp | |