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|What:||Hockessin Hash #1340 - H4's Green Dress Run|
|When:||March 14, 2020|
|Where:||Park n Shop Shopping Center South Main St., Newark, DE|
|What: Hockessin Hash # 1340 - H4's Green Dress Run|
When: Saturday, March 14, 2020 at 3:00 HST
Where: Park 'n Shop, 245 S. Main St., Newark, DE 19711
Who Hare: PubeHeAteHer and NecroPheelMeUp
What Else: We will be raising money for MS research and support through donations to Bike MS, which is part of MS Society. Your support is appreciated!!!
What Else Too: Bring your phones on trail! Photo scavenger hunt with prizes! Find or get yourself that sexy Green Dress.
Hash Cash: $7.00
Friendlies: Dogs and kids on trail -- if wearing a green dress, whatever. Apres - nope.
D'Erections: From I-95, take the exit for Rt 896 N/Newark. Take a left at the 3rd light onto Rt 4/896. Go about a mile and at the bottom of the hill take a right onto Rt 896 N/Elkton Road/South Main St. Go about a 1/2 mile and Park N Shop shopping center is on your right. Park, make sure you're wearing a Green Dress, and hash. Discretion with beverages is highly advised -- it's directly across the street from the Newark Police Station.
Cause for Blindness
Dirty Wet Pussy
Do Me On the Beach
Magic Carpet Ride
Mary Fucking Poppins
Seaman on the Poop Deck
The Wetter the Better
Up Piss Creek
What What Mud in the Butt
|Trash for Hockessin Hash #1340|
So the slobbering pack gathered up at the Park N’ Shop to bring back the Green Run to Newark, DE, on the fine Saturday afternoon of March the 14th, 2020 AD, and the eve of the end of the world according to some. We had the State of Emergency Hash 10 years ago, so now we had the World Emergency Hash.
Hashers present at some point, most of them in Green Dresses or something close included: Skidmarks, Lost Penis, Groper, Up Piss Creek, Cause For Blindness, Dirty Wet Pussy, Beulah Ball Breaker, F-6, Asshopper, Tinsle Tits, Do Me on the Beach, WishBoneHer, Jug Stain, Semen on the Poop Deck, Magic Carpet Ride, STD, Wetter the Better, Bitchard, Cousin It, Mary Fucking Poppins, Just Lewis, Runner Girl, What What Mud in the Butt, Pickle Dick, and many many others. Well, not actually this time.
Our hares had planned this thing as a bit of a hash, a bit of a bar crawl, a bit of a fundraiser, and a bit photo scavenger hunt thing. So after a few liberations, yours truly opened up circle for chalk talk, not realizing that our fair weather RA, WishboneHer, was mere minutes behind.
First a few common sense protocols were issued in order to avoid spreading this cold that's been going around lately anymore than it already is. Then our hares explained the marks to us and that there would be a beer stop or two and requested that, if we could to collect, a few bucks for MS research in the cups they provided to us. And also requested that we separate into teams, to see who could get the most or the best pictures required in this photo scavenger hunt. Included in the requirements was a picture on a bike, at a house party, with a police officer, and several other things.
Soon enough we followed the chalk arrow pointing out of the parking lot to Apple Rd, and then we were off.
We found a check immediately at Apple Rd. True trail went down the road then banged a left on West Park Place. About 3 or 4 more checks were found, here and there. Past the large drainage channel, past Amstel Avenue and across South College Ave we went. Finding more checks and going the past the currently shuttered U of D library. Out around the volleyball courts and the dorms nearby with came across the Irish Drinking Song Stop, that the hares had also mentioned. And so us FRB’s waited for those DLFS, some of whom were actually collecting money for MS research to arrive. And so we stood around in a circle and several of us took turns singing Irish Drinking songs, some of which had been rehearsed and some of which were made up on the spot. All the while watching U of D students packing up their cars getting ready for a spring break that might last a little longer than usual.
Soon enough we were off.
Trail went around and down Academy Street a little bit, then around Haines, then South Chapel where we ran past a few house parties. Eventually we found our way to Main Street and found the first Beer Near mark, pointing to Klondyke Kate’s, though many hashers mistook the beer near for Arena’s Bar and Hrill, causing a good deal of confusion and cluster fucking. Eventually our hare Pube rounded up as many as he could and pointed them to the right bar. We confused us as far as which door to go through. Here we enjoyed a few beers, and some good Ole’ St. Paddy’s day revelry, which including a bag pipe player and watching a few hammered young people falling on their asses out in the street. This being a tradition on Main Street in Newark, every Saturday before St. Paddy’s.
Eventually we were off again.
Down center street we went, where we went past more house parties that some hashers took the opportunity to take some pictures at. Past the graveyard we went. Down Chapel Street and onto Cleveland Avenue past more house parties until with got to North College. Then down on Main Street and over to Grottos for the next Beer Near. And here we got confused yet again as to which door we should go through. But a few more beers were had and a few more laughs. And soon enough we were off.
We followed marks behind Grotto’s and over to Delaware Ave. Up Amstel Avenue we went and onto South Main Street. Here we went by what was supposed to be the turd Beer Near at Pat’s MVP, but as it was getting late, and most of us had had enough by that point, and as the hash was out of cash at the point, we decided to skip that one. A decision that even yours truly did not whine about.
One by one by two the hashers arrived back at point A then adjourned to the abode of our hares and hosts, Necro and Pube on New London Rd. Here we got some down downs ready and eventually our RA for the day, WishBoneHer opened up circle. Penalties and Awards were dished out, songs were sung. Down-downs were done. Our hares drank a few times. Though I forgot who was first and last in. People who forgot to wear green dresses or took them off too early drank. Your’s truly drank for blood on trail, and the Philly and New Jersey hashers who have joined us a number of times drank for both interruptus and for being visitors. Up Piss Creek got his birthday side-side down down, and many other folks drank for many other things. Before Just Lewis or Louis was brought in for a naming. Having no doubt he had more than a few embarrassing stories in his past, a very hard interrogation the hashers gave him, but he wasn’t giving up much. Some names inspired by references to the Rocky Horror Picture, that he admitted attending a few times were suggested. However yours truly could not help but notice the resemblance he had to the alter-ego of a certain comic book hero. And so I splat my idea for a name out. Which took up great enthusiasm in the circle that day. And so Just Louis shall now be known as Clark Cunt at the hash..
After announcements were made, the hash went in peace, sans Woody to send us there.
After circle we enjoyed a fine spread of traditional Irish/ St Paddy’s day fare. Including Corn Beef and cabbage, some vegetarian chili, some fine potato stew. All to go along with our beers. And a few laughs were had, and a few stories were told. And a fine time was had getting our minds off of Doomsday for a little while.
Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1341, this cumming Saturday?????