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| Hash Number: | 1176 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1176 - The Presidents' Day Weekend Hash |
| When: | Feb. 18, 2017 |
| Where: | 119 Hatfield Road, Coatesville, PA |
| Hares: | Backdoor Deposit Mary Fucking Poppins | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1176, The Presidents' Day Weekend Hash When: Saturday, February 18, 2017, AD at 3pm HST Where: Hibernia County Park at 119 Hatfield Road Coatesville, PA 19320. Look for the parking lot on the corner of Hatfield and CampStewart Rd, Coatesville, PA 19320, next to a large abandoned white house, and other hashers. Who Hare: Back Door Deposit and Mary Fuckin Poppins Why: Lets try some new territory. And the 19713 area code could use a break from the hash for a few more weeks. D’erections: (MFP's: Lost? Questions? Chances are you have MFP’s number or you know somebody else who does.). Ok, if coming from the Newark area, it will depend where you're starting from ... but it looks like the best route maybe making your way to, conveniently enough, Newark Rd, south of Avondale and Toughkenamon. Which then leads to Rt. 82 North, which takes you Coatesville, then north of downtown, left onto Rt. 340 W, and then right onto Wagontown Rd. From the Wilmington area, maybe make you way to Rt. 41 then right onto Newark Rd ... take Rt. 52 North just north of Longwood, then onto Rt. 82 North. Or you could also take Rt. 202 N past Westchester, hop onto Rt. 30 West, and then exit onto Rt. 82, and quick left onto Rt. 340, right onto Wagontown Rd. | Hashers |
| Backdoor Deposit Bunion Butt Bunion's Bitch Butt Lite Circle Jerk Cock a Doodle Don't Dirty Wet Pussy Hare Today Cum Tomorrow I am 17 Cumming on 18 Lost Penis Mary Fucking Poppins NecroPheelMeUp Panty File PubeHeAteHer RaidR Seaman on the Poop Deck Skidmarks Spunk Monkey The Second Cumming Tits of Steel Wet Lay Wishboneher Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Hockessin Hash #1176 So, the slobbering pack ventured north for the second week in a row to where the deer and the ticks play in Hibernia County Park, Coatesville, PA on a pleasantly mild, 60-ish degree afternoon of February 18, 2017 AD. Hashers I remember encountering at some point or other included: Woody, PubeHeAteHer, NecroPheelMeUp, Skidmarks, Lost Penis, Bunion Butt, Wet Lay, Dirty Wet Pussy, Bunion’s Bitch, Tits of Steel, Hare Today Cum Tomorrow, Wishboneher, Butt Lite, Mary Fucking Poppins, Just Matt, Panty File, Back Door Deposit, Semen on the Poop Deck, Cockadoodledon’t, Spunk Monkey, I am 17 Cumming on 18, The Second Cumming, RaidR, Circle Jerk and ...? Our hares for the day were Back Door Deposit and Mary Fucking Poppins who had somehow managed to get H4 to leave the comforts of the 19713 area code for another week, but this day feeling more like May than February, it was a little easier to arouse the wankers from their hibernation. We waited for a while until the slobs who had gone to the other park entrance finally realized that there was no beer over there and made their way to where we were actually starting. Mary Fucking Poppins threw some marks down for chalk-talk and was about to explain them when RA, Wishboneher suggested that Back Door Deposit translate instead. We were assured that 3 marks was actually On-On, there were to be some checks, Fuck-you’s, a Beer Near, Shots Near and a BS for beer sleeve which meant that the FRB’s had to find the sleeve containing 5 beers and down them prior to moving on. While we not-so-carefully contemplated our impending quest, Wishboneher blessed the hares, made them kiss for luck and we were on our way. On-On! Not too far from the parking lot, we came upon a check with the left direction being marked with a False. Somehow, PubeHeAteHer, Skidmarks and Bunion’s Bitch ended up running in that direction anyway, found the On-In and ... THE END ... all in all it was another shitty trail. Just kidding, trail actually went up the road where The Second Cumming from Boston was showing us wanks how to actually follow marks. After running over some shrubberies to avoid any head-on (ha!) collisions with an approaching mail truck, trail led down into some shiggy and eventually up a very steep hill, the likes of which the Delawareans had never seen. Pube found the BS sleeve of beer (and one water) that was also shared with Skids, The Second Cumming, yours truly, Woody, and Hare Today while we waited for the rest of the pack to drag their asses up to the top. On-On! This being a new check, several of us checked-out some wrong trails until we noticed everyone going down a rocky hill and up another one. It wasn’t long before we reached two lovely deck chairs with a wobbly table in between that had a red cooler underneath that thankfully did contain beverages for the Shots Near. It wouldn’t be an MFP trail without a bottle of Andre, so we enjoyed our peach champagne along with some margaritas and a few beers thrown in while taking in the scenic overlook. Eventually it was time to continue our quest, which led us straight into a lovely patch of shiggy. On-On! Here is where most of the pack left blood on trail, for there were thorns, thorns, more thorns, many marks, but no clear path. At one point, Spunk Monkey was yelling “Follow me!” through a “clearer” path while DWP was yelling “Don’t follow me!” through more thick shit. Eventually, we all found our way out to an actual trail that was thankfully marked with a Beer Near. While we all nursed our wounds with piss in a can, we watched Butt Lite behaving like a snared animal while everyone shouted different directions to her to try to guide her through the thorns. Pretty sure she made it out with most of her hair intact. On-On! After we finished our tasty beverages, trail had us bombing down a hill till we had to take a hard left through more shigggy and past a “shit” mark warning us of the outhouse near. Except for Skidmarks, that is who decided to take the “easy” trail around and got to explain to the park ranger why exactly he smelled of beer. “Uh, I was holding it for a raccoon, and then it spilled on me, and then … bye!” The rest of trail had us traversing a muddy, flat path where we spotted Circle Jerk with Fast Eddie who had at last discovered trail, better late than never. Finally, the On-In took us off the beaten path, down a steep embankment and back to the cars where we were instructed to circle-up at Back Door’s back door ... or basement. A lovely spread of slow-cooker rice dishes, pasta, salad, chips and cake was mostly consumed prior to circle, but Wishboneher somehow convinced everyone to circle-up mid gorge so we could insult each other properly. The hares were ridiculed for not having enough thorns or marks on trail. Everyone drank a social for blood on trail and Skids got to drink for entertaining the ranger. Our visitor drank for being from Boston while our other so-called local “visitors” from BFM and Richmond drank for cumming around and gracing us with their presence yet again as 17 serenaded us with the “Be Our Guest” song. At last, Woody actually said his signature line correctly, and we all got a piece ... of what was left of the cake. Following circle, we all hung out in Backdoor’s basement until one by one the wankers joined various caravans in hopes that someone would know their way back home. All in all it was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1177 this Saturday, the Mardi Gras Hash.On-On!NecroPheelMeUp | |