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| Hash Number: | 1174 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1174 - The State of Emergency Hash, 2017 Edition! |
| When: | Feb. 4, 2017 |
| Where: | 109 Brennen Drive, Newark, DE |
| Hares: | Dead End | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1174, The State of Emergency Hash, 2017 Edition! When: Saturday, February 4, 2017 at 3:25pm, HST NOTE THE TIME CHANGE! Where: 109 Brennen Dr., Newark DE 19713 Who Hare: Dead End (Who the hell else would it be) Why: Because seven years ago, H4 said "To HELL with the SOE, we love the cold and snow, we have a streak of hashes to keep up, and WE WANT BEER! Friendlies: Dogs, Trail, No. Après, No. D’erections: It's real easy. I-95 to 273 west, to Rt. 4 west, make a right at Kirk Middle School. Look for a puff of cigar smoke. Already IN Newark? Get on Rt. 4 East, make a LEFT at Kirk Middle School. Look for a puff of cigar smoke. From Pennsyl-tucky, Filthy-Delphia, P.U. Jersey, Maryland, etc: Fire up Google Maps, and enter Kirk Middle School, Newark, DE ... follow the D'Erections they give you ... and look for a puff of cigar smoke. If you get lost ... wait, this is a Dead End trail, if you're lost, it's your own damn fault! But, if you DO get lost, and don't mind getting laughed at and ridiculed, you can call Note: Since there were so many "maybe" responses to his request for emails, there might not be a beer stop on this trail, as he has no clue (imagine that!) how many people will actually be there. Then again, because this event only comes once a year, there might be a beer stop every 75 feet. Or maybe just one or two cigar stops. Or, since this is Dead End's first day of vacation, maybe he'll just wing it. Stay tuned! SinSeriously, Dead End | Hashers |
| Bunion Butt Butt Lite Butthead Cause for Blindness Circle Jerk Cousin It Dead End Devil Woman Hanna Job Hare Today Cum Tomorrow Jewel of Duh-Nile Jug Stain Lost Penis Mary Fucking Poppins NecroPheelMeUp Pickle Dick PubeHeAteHer Runner Girl Skidmarks Smells Like Hash Spirit Tinsel Tits Wet Lay What What Mud in the Butt Wishboneher | Hash Trash |
| Hockessin Hash #1174 So the slobbering pack gathered up along side the Kirk Middle school on Brennan Drive, Newark, 19713-an area code that all hashes in 2017 have taken place in so far, on the chill day of February the 4th, 2017 AD, for the 8th anniversary of the State of Emergency Hash. Hashers I remember being present at some point: Bunion Butt, Wet Lay, Hannah Job, Just Mason, Jewel of Denial, Pickle Dick, Tinsel Tits, Wishboneher, Hare Today Cum Tomorrow, NecroFeelMeUp, Skidmarks, Lost Penis, Runner Girl, Horny Beaver (FKA-What What Mud in the Butt), Cause For Blindness, Mary Fucking Poppins, Devil Woman, Smells Like Hash Spirit, Circle Jerk, Cousin It, Butthead, ButtLite, Jugstain, PubeHeAteHer, and many, many others. And so we hung out along side the school and in Smell Like Hash Spirits driveway sampling the fancy beers that Dead End provided us with, like the double Bastard and the Rogue as he does sure like to do it up on his birthday hash. And this took a little bit of the chill out of the chill. Dead End volunteered to serve that day, not only as hash cash, and Beer-Meister, and as RA as well. And after 2 or 3 attempts finally got the pack to circle about the chalk talk he had laid for us. He pointed out the Turkey-Eagle split, and that there would be a Beer Near, or possibly two. What he did not inform us, was that this trail was going to be more than half a mile long, which is what most of us expected. But we’ll get back to that soon enough. On! On!Eagle trail goes out to Chestnut Hill Rd, then takes a right into the Brookside neighborhood. We see some marks here and there, including marks from the trail that went through there a few weeks earlier. Soon enough, but not soon as expected, we catch a whiff of cigar smoke and see our hare Dead End parked on the road for our first beer near. We enjoyed some more of the Double Bastard and some other fancy brews, as the wind calmed down for a little while while sharing stories of Alabama. And our hare informed us, we were likely to be hating him soon. And soon enough we were off. On! On!We jog down to Marrows Road and then across it, back into the other part of the Brookside neighborhood. We find a check or two with Dead End’s signature falses marked a few inches in either direction. Trail takes us in a U and then back onto Marrows Rd, and past Famous Bob’s where we half suspected half expected a beer stop to be found, but a beer stop was not there. We then go down Marrows Rd, and across Chesnut Hill, and past The Two Stones Pub, where again the expected beer near was not at. We follow marks to the shopping center and find our beer near finally, where the hare parked behind it. And so we enjoyed some more brews while some fella’s went about finding some rest rooms. Soon enough we were off again. On! On!Trail went behind the rest of the shopping center and back out to Chesnut Hill Rd. We find some marks laid by hare that resembled a C-I-G-A-R, and So Horny Beaver, in her Beaver costume finds a dead Hawk on the ground, and plays with that for a while. On! On!We run down Chesnut Hill Rd pondering for a minute why we are doing so much running on a trail hared by a habitual auto-hasher, eventually finding our way back to Brennan Drive and back to point A. One by one by two by three all the hashers arrive, except those we forgot about. We drank some more beers for a while, while Smells Like Hash Spirit slaved away getting the food ready for us. Soon enough our RA/Hash Cash/Beer Meister and hare circled us up. Awards and penalties were dished out. Songs were sung. Yours Truly MFP and NecroFeelMeUp drank for being first in and I think Cousin It was last. Our familiar visitors drank, as did Circle Jerk for several things, including being amongst us who attended the first State of Emergency hash . And drank the good stuff and not PBR we did. After Circle was closed we enjoyed a fine feast provided by Smells Like Hash Spirit, including some fancy Foie Gras, some fancy marinated green beans with mushrooms and such, veal stew, finger potatoes and some fancy cupcakes to go along with our fancy beer. We were eventually joined by the auto-hashing PubeHeAteHer who had some excuse about having to coach a swim team that day, and a fine time was had. After trail shenanigans included a Cards Against Humanity game. And a trivia game brought by Just the Non-hasher Nate, AKA MFP’s buddy Nate. And while trying to make a low key exit, the as of late, accident prone Devil Woman walked right smack into a gesticulating hand also attached to, yours truly, MFP, during a conversation with the exiting Bunion Butt in the doorway. All and All it was another shitty trail.Stay tuned Hockessin Hash #1175, the return of the Joint Philly/Hockessin hash in Marcus Hook, PA, this cumming Saturday. On! On! MFP | |