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| Hash Details | |
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| Hash Number: | 228 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #228 |
| When: | May 5, 1999 |
| Where: | Center for Creative Arts, Yorklyn, DE |
| Hares: | All You Can Eat Flygirl | Message |
| Nothing here yet | Hashers |
| All You Can Eat Beeper Bubblehead Buffy Bunion Butt Butthead Cereal Killer Country Sausage Cribsnatcher Cupcakes Deadhead Devil Woman Digital Dick Do Me On the Beach Fancy Pants Flygirl Gomez Groper Himalaya Likes It Long Queer Balls Roadkill Slutmaster Snow Balls | Hash Trash |
| Hockessin HHH Run # 228 The Creative Artsy-Fartsy Hash Hash Trash 5 May 1999 Our first Wednesday hash of 1999! And it was a lovely evening when 25 hounds of the verdens berømie (world famous) H4 kennel met around 6:30 at the Center for Creative Arts in the red light district of Yorklyn, DE. Our new GM, Hornblower, was on board to celebrate the event. An effort to initiate a benefit concert for Amish parole violators was squelched by our randy and rambunctious hares, All You Can Eat, and Flygirl, who laid down the law (at least something got laid!) which is-hash, or you get no beer! So, we were off--careening over the beautiful terrain that graces the Mason-Dixon Line. With great skill and aplomb the hounds danced with dainty littie steps to avoid the endless piles of horse droppings on the trail. This was truly one of the shittiest courses we've ever run-and we mean horseshit, not bullshit. We zoomed through pretty woodland trails that were free of deep water crossings, poison ivy, thorns, and those little deer tick fuckers. Then we cruised over grassy fields that eventually rose up to a high plateau and gave us a neat view for miles in all directions. The hounds rampaging this evening were: Bubblehead, Beeper, Bunion Butt, Likes It Long, Butthead, Cereal Killer, Buffy, Digital Dick, Do Me On The Beach, Snowballs, Gomez, Devil Woman, Groper, Himalaya, Deadhead, Cupcakes, Crib Snatcher, Queer Balls, Country Sausage, Roadkill, Slutmaster,and Fancy Pants. The course was on the shorter side so that we came to the ON IN--skipping a midway beer stop--after about 45 minutes. A short walk up Snuff Mill Row to the home of AlL You Can Eat brought us to the Apres. Chips, suds, and wine appetized us nicely for the variety of tasty hot dishes that followed. At our holy shit religious ceremony, the hares got their beer baptism, and we had a hashus interruptus or two. We had no cherries to persecute this time. A congratulatory telegram from Slobodan Milosevic was given to Himalaya on the occassion of his being named as last year's Most Enthusiastic Hasher of the H4! A large, engraved silver cup (filled all the way up with fine beer) was then the moment of a prodigious DOWN DOWN-the steep price to be paid for his award. The ass-embled crowd then proceeded to court disaster by calling on your scribe to make a speech. This was potential lunacy-a massive exercise in an orgy of masochistic behavior because an expectation that a college professor can limit himself to lecturing for less than an hour is one of the great oxymorons in the history of the world. But Himalaya came through in grand fashion as he needed only two words to announce his ongoing sexual obsession. | |
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| Trash228.pdf | |