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| Hash Number: | 1320 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1320 - the Halloweenie Hash |
| When: | Oct. 26, 2019 |
| Where: | 222 Delaware Street, New Castle, DE |
| Hares: | Port-a-Ho Smells Like Hash Spirit Spit Bucket | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1320, the Halloweenie Hash When: Saturday, October 26, 2019 at 3:00pm HST Where: Sonora at the David Finney Inn, 222 Delaware St, New Castle, DE 19720 Who Hare: Spitbucket, Smells Like Hash Spirit, and Port a Ho What Else: Wear a costume or one will be found for you! Old New Castle should be a nice and spooky setting for a Halloweenie trail ... expect some nice frights like hashing through Dobbinsville and expect some treats (or tricks) from Hash Spirit in her restaurant, Sonora. Friendlys: Kid friendly. We're all kids on Halloween ... Hash Cash: $7 D'erections: From I-95, take the exit for Rt. 141 East/New Castle. Go past the airport, Rt. 13, and William Penn High School and take a left onto Rt. 273. Then bear right onto Delaware Street into Old New Castle. Sonora is on the corner of Delaware and 3rd. Look for parking on the street. Park, if you're not wearing a costume, grab it, walk to Sonora, have a pre-lube beverage, put on your costume, and hash. | Hashers |
| Anal Drip Bunion Butt Cause for Blindness Cousin It Dead End Do Me On the Beach Gaydar The Penetrator Groper Lost Penis Magic Carpet Ride Mary Fucking Poppins Mount Me Port-a-Ho Skidmarks Smells Like Hash Spirit Spit Bucket Spunk Monkey Toxic Shock Wet Lay Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Hash Trash for Hockessin Hash #1320 So the slobbering pack gathered up on the back patio of Señora at the Dave Finney Inn in Ye’ creepy Ole’ New Castle for the Halloweenie hash on the slightly precipitous Saturday afternoon of October the 26th, 2019 AD. Hashers I remember being present and their costumes of sorts: Wet Lay as a dog, Bunion Butt as a Storm Trooper, Gaydar as a pimp, Do Me on the Beach as a cat, Spunk Monkey as on of the Hand Maids, Magic Carpet Ride as a Cowgirl, Lost Penis as herself, Skidmarks as himself, Dead End as himself, Cousin It as a pimp, Mary Fucking Poppins as a Ghostbuster, Toxic Shock as a pumpkin, Groper as Sporty Spice Girl, Cause For Blindness as a skeleton and a pimp, Mount Me as herself, Anal Drip as himself, Woody as a keg of beer, and many many others. Our hares for the day included Porta’ Ho as a Scary Ho, I think, with help from Spitbucket as a pimp, and of course our host for the day and proprietor of said business as herself. Spitbucket provided the pimp gear for the not appropriately costumed and Porta Ho’ provided jello shots as well as various noise makers that we took advantage of later. And so we hung out on the patio waiting and hoping that a few more would attend, until Cause For Blindness who arrived intentionally late complained that she had hope to miss trail this time. And so our hare and RA for the day, Spitbucket, commenced with the chalk talk. We were instructed that the 3 mark and you’re on rule would not be in effect. We were also told to look out for pink ribbons along with two beer stops and a jello near mark stop. We were also told to heed a Turkey/ Eagle split, and since nobody seemed to be interested in taking the eagle trail, Spitbucket ended up wasting his time on that one. The arrow pointed out of the patio onto turd street and off we went. On! On! We went down Turd Street found some marks here and there. A block over and a block up we went down the cobble stone roads. Back across Delaware Avenue we went when we came across the Jello Near mark. A few marks we followed until we came across Porta Ho’ peaking from behind a brick wall where she was hiding the Jello Shots. And so we enjoyed those in the garden of the famous Amstel House, which Spitbucket explained to us was the most haunted place in New Castle. Soon enough we were off again. On! On! Down and around here and there we went trampling around Ole’ New Castle until we came across the first beer near in a grave yard. And so we enjoyed those brews in style with the dead, and some civilian on lookers or tourists. And took ample time to disrespect the place posing for various pictures and such. Port a’ Ho realizing she had misplaced her phone, borrowed Cousin It’s, almost sort of technically making him the hash flash that day. Soon enough we were off again. On! On! This time we followed marks all the way down to the river and went do south for a while. Then came to the second beer near in front of the club house of the New Castle sailing club. There Port a’ Ho was waiting for us in her car. And so we enjoyed some more brews for a nice long time, as the rain was kept at bay and away for the time being. Spunk Monkey shared some more noodle snacks with us. We posed for another picture. This time we got some civilian to take one for us.. Porta’ Ho then commenced to hand out some noise makers, including a Cow Bell, a triangle, a tambourine and some clickity clack things. Mount Me got bored and left first. Shortly after followed by yours truly MFP. And a good few minutes after followed by everybody else. On! On! The marks took us up Third Street past the Turkey/ Eagle split which nobody followed. An On In mark after. And so all the hashers made it back to the patio of Señora at the Dave FInney Inn in good time. Eventually cups were procured. Down Down beers were poured and our RA for the day Spit Bucket commenced with the circle. Penalties and awards were dished out. Songs were sung. Down-Downs were done. The hares drank a few times. Our first in Mount Me drank and same with our last in Woody, but only after the RA was reminded about this. Cause For Blindness drank for both being a visitor and an interruptus and after accusing herself of something once or twice. Gaydar drank for having his birthday around then. And a couple of other hashers drank for a couple of other things, before the announcements were skipped and the hash went in peace. After circle we were served some fine fine finger foods and gourmet grilled cheese sandwiches procured by Smells Like Hash Spirits or the employees there of. Along with a skull cake and a kitty litter themed cake procured by Wet Lay, which resulted in a bit of a mess on the table of our private room. We also joined later by Anal Drip and Gaydars stepson, I think and his significant other. As we drank some more and shared some more tales, including one about babysitting one of the Beastie Boys. Happy Halloween!!! Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1321 this cumming Saturday. On! On! MFP | |