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| Hash Number: | 990 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #990 |
| When: | Aug. 21, 2013 |
| Where: | 715 Art Lane, Newark, DE |
| Hares: | Asshopper Beastialidocious The Wetter the Better | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #990 When: Wednesday, August 21st, 2013 at 6:29 PM Who: Asshopper & Wetter The Better & Beastialidocious Where: 715 Art Lane, Newark, DE 19713 D’erections: Take I-95 exit 1 for 896 N (Newark). Stay right. Take right JUST AFTER W Chestnut Hill Rd (Matildas is on the right. The AFTER is a jug-handle to go back thru 896, effectively taking a left from 896). On W Chestnut Hill take the 3rd Right and go to the end. Folks coming N on 95 can get off an exit early and save the toll. Folks coming from north can make their way to 896 south and turn right on W Chestnut Hill. Third right is Art Lane. GPS/Google it and call if lost What Else: Please bring a chair, if you want to sit down comfortably at the Apres. WTB said if you don't, you'll sit on your ass. She can sit on Asshopper. C U at shea Art Lane par-tay Dog friendly? Yes Hash Cash: $5.00 | Hashers |
| Amber Alert Asshopper Baby Jessica Beastialidocious Bunion Butt Butt Lite Circle Jerk Closing Time Cousin It Dancing Fool Dead End Devil Woman Dirty Little Pumper Dirty Wet Pussy Do Me On the Beach Erection Expert F-Bomb F6 Gizz Specialist Kum On Inn Lick Stick Licks His Own Lost Penis Mary Fucking Poppins Mount Me Narcigism Nip Fuck Pickle Dick Seen Your Panties Slutmaster Smells Like Hash Spirit Sporto Spunk Monkey Strawberry Shortcake The International House of Virgins The Wetter the Better Tinsel Tits Tits of Steel Two Buck Fuck Wet Lay Wishboneher Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Hockessin Hash#990 So the slobbering pack met up in front of the house of our frequent hosts for the last couple of years, Asshopper and Wetter the Better over on Artsy Fartsy Lane in Newark, De on the late summer afternoon of August the 21st, 2013 A.D. Hashers that I remember being present: Woody, Erection Expert, Kum On Inn, Bunion Butt, Wet Lay, Circle Jerk, Do Me on the Beach, Amber Alert, Mary Fucking Poppins, Dead End, Crib Snatcher, Dirty Wet Pussy, Dirty Little Pumper, Seen Your Panties, Butt Lite, Slut Master, Lost Penis, Gizz Specialist, The Hasher Formerly Known as Schporto, Lick Stick, Tits of Steel, The International House of Virgins, Spunk Monkey, Wish Boner, Cousin It, Narscigism, Pickle Dick, Tinsle Tits, Mount Me, Two Buck Fuck, Smells Hash Spirit with Baby Jessica and Strawberry Shortcake, Licks His Own, Nip Fuck, F-5, Just Shane, Devil Woman, Dancing Fool, Just Harry, Just some whining twat that we may never see again, and many, many others. Our hare was Asshopper, after a five month hiatus, with help from our two lovely African American Harriets; Wetter the Better and Beastiealladocious. Whilst some of us were waiting for 6:30 HST, Dancing Fool broke out his weed wacker and did some free lawn care work for both Asshopper and Asshopper’s neighbor. So we are now not only feeding the neighbors big fat dog when we come over, we’re taking care of his lawn too. Perfect Woman showed up on time right on the dot with the beer, not a minute late, but not a minute early. Cousin It showed up a few minutes later with a keg of that fine homemade pale ale of his, so you’d think we’d have enough beer for this hash. So about the time that our habitually late hashers were parking their cars and getting into their hash gear we circled up and the hares went about explaining the marks to Just Harry and Just whatever her name is. As par for any trail laid by Asshopper, a west coast false is used, which is three lines instead of an F, because nobody speaks English anymore on the West Coast I guess. The arrow is laid, and Asshopper takes off to drop off the beer. On! On! We go down Artsy Fartsy lane, without cutting through one of Asshoppers neighbors yard for once; there we see some of the late cummers making their way up the hill. We find a check on West Chestnut Hill Road, Just Harry, Erection Expert and MFP go up the hill, which ended up being the right direction, but trail turned left into a neighborhood shortly afterward and about a mile before we finally gave up looking for marks in there. Beastiealladocious, who had some understanding of where this trail was supposed to be going, was sweeping up the rear, and it was On Hare for a while. On! On! Trail goes to the back yard of the Villa Belmont Condos, well it supposed to go in some other direction then the FRB’s were going in. The pack and our sweeper got quite confused about whether we were following this thing backwards or not. However this resulted in the group actually staying together for a while. Imagine That!!!!! We found a check on Welsh Tract Rd, Woody went down the hill; Just Shane went up, a couple of us went straight, but none of us found shit. Accept a false trail and a check back. And thus it was on hare again, giving the slow pokes another couple minutes to catch up. On! On! We went along the other side of Villa Belmont, then into some shiggy, then into Folk Park, than out of Folk Park, then back in again, where we find eventually a bag of Jell-O shots, conveniently labeled and incredibly strong. We enjoy our shots for a few, until the pack gets restless and were off again. On! On! We go through a little shiggy and swamp, until we come out to the neighborhood, where we find Licks His Own, who showed up late again, but got ahead of us somehow. Trail goes through the hood for a while, then back into the woods, then along the Christiana Creek, where we finally find our long expected beer stop on the other side of the banks. And it turned out to be quite a difficult bank crossing for those of us with either bad knees or no coordination. So some of us enjoyed our brews on the other side while enjoying the free entertainment of watching some others go back and forth trying to figure out the easiest way to get to the other side without crashing on their asses. We couldn’t be bothered to help cuz it was too much fun to watch, Ha! Particularly Cousin It, who took the time to carefully take off his shoes and socks before tiptoeing across the creek, they defiantly weren’t new, I guess it was the only pair he had, that foot fungus avoiding M-F’cker. Meanwhile DWP took a bath in the creek, though I think she was not the one of us most in need of a bath. After we enjoyed our beers, it was………. On! On! Down the trail for half a mile or so, through a very muddy patch of grass then up the hill and back to our hosts driveway where we find Strawberry Shortcake crying about something again. We circle up. Awards and penalties are dished out, and announcements are attempted to be made. Don’t forget only 3 Wednesday hashes left for 2013 folks, and then the Crab Hash on September 14th, which ought to be a blast. After circle, we enjoy some fine grub prepared by our lovely African American Harriets; Including tacos, both soft and hard, depending how you like them, pasta salad and some kind of delicious birthday pudding. Post circle shenanigans of note include; Just Harry balls entertained some of us with his enthusiastic commentary on the Game of Throne Saga and Pokémon. Strawberry Shortcake took a spinning ride on the old school barber chair, then flew off it and bashed her head against a wall, thus finding something else to cry about. And our hare Asshopper drank more than his fill again resulting in some indigestion the following morning, as I was later informed. All and All in was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #991 this Saturday On! On! MFP | |