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| Hash Number: | 1194 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1194 - Dirty Wet Pussy Anal B-day Trail |
| When: | June 21, 2017 |
| Where: | Salem Woods Park |
| Hares: | Dirty Wet Pussy Perfect Woman | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1194, Dirty Wet Pussy Anal B-day Trail When: Wednesday, June 21, 2017, at 6:30 HDT Why: First day of summer/Summer Solstice. We have a lot to celebrate! Where: Salem Woods Park aka (wise park I think). Located in Salem Woods off of Old Baltimore Pike. Who Hare: DWP and Perfect Woman What Else: As always ... Dry Bag is a good Idea. As is bug-spray and PI Block. Standard shit that should be in your hash bag you wankers. Not just my trails. Things that you might encounter on trail, beer, wood, creeks, ponds, shiggy, shots, mud, asphalt, dead animals, police, angry homeowners with shot guns, hunters, and little kids to scare. You know ... the shit that keeps us cuming every week. Friendlies: You know as much about this trail as I do, I'm just winging this thing. That being said there is a fenced back yard at apre. Just no dogs in the house. Hash cash: $5, enjoy this low low price while you can. Hash cash will be going up soon ... so start saving those ones from the strip club. D’erections: FromI-95 take the 273 exit west towards Dover/Newark, go 2 miles and turn right on Old Baltimore Pike, go approx 2 miles and turn onto Aspen Dr. ( just pass the little set of shops with the liquor store). Follow Aspen around to the park entrance. Find hashers and park. Lost? I can try to help call Dirty | Hashers |
| Asshopper Cousin It Cowpoke Dancing Fool Dirty Little Pumper Dirty Wet Pussy Do Me On the Beach Gives It Away Groper Hare Today Cum Tomorrow Jewel of Duh-Nile Kitchen Bitch Lost Penis Mary Fucking Poppins NecroPheelMeUp Perfect Woman Pickle Dick Skidmarks Spunk Monkey The International House of Virgins Tinsel Tits Tits of Steel Triple Whore Score Vomit Comet Wishboneher Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Trash for Hockessin Hash #1194 So the slobbering pack gathered up at the Weiss/Salem Woods park on the early evening of the rainy, humid, longest day of the year, June 21st, 2017 AD, for the anal Dirty Wet Pussy birthday trail. Hashers present included: Our hares of the day were as expected DWP who always lays a rather challenging course for this one. And her co-hare was again the one and only Perfect Woman who is also a veteran of DWP birthday hashes. And so we hung out for a while. Yes, a while longer than usual sipping our tasty brews under umbrellas, as it rained, though it rained not enough to drive the wholesome folks out who were watching their kids playing baseball and soccer. And so about 7pm, our RA for the evening, Wishboneher attempted to circle up the pack for the chalk talk, and had to remind the birthday girl more than once, that she was the hare today and we needed her to explain marks. We were eventually informed that there would be a witchy way or two, one beer stop and one shot stop, and that trail “wouldn’t be too bad this time”. And this means of course that it would be not too bad for a DWP birthday trail. And as the rain began to pour again we were off. On! On!We ran partly around the Salem Woods/Weiss park attracting some curiosity from the wholesome folk. Pickle Dick being the FRB for a little while discovered the true trail at the first few checks. On! On!We hit some asphalt for a while, then found true trail into the woods, where we found some Poison Ivy, stinging nettles, thorns, and other of the usual shiggy, though none of it was so far as bad as we were expecting. There was a short water crossing with some boards to stand on, though as Jewel of Denial observed the one on the left wasn’t too sturdy. So trail went to the left and the right a bit covering some deer poop and it was all pretty easy for the 1.1 miles or so to the beer stop in a cup-de sac, where we found the auto-hashing Lost Penis and her fine Forester Chariot who brought out the cooler for us. And so, we sipped on our brews enjoying the humidity for a little while, while watching some neighborhood kids attempt to change a tire. And make this seem much more complicated than it is they did. Dancing Fool hit another jackpot and showed off beer cans that he found that had to have been sitting in those woods since 1980-something, which was before some of us were born. At this point Perfect Woman attempted to explained to the pack that the more challenging leg of trail was coming up, and laid down a mark for the Turkeys with instructions to follow backwards the marks we followed in if they wanted to avoid. Of course only about 3 people listened to him, and only one of them had the good sense to do that. So here is where the adventure really began. On! On!We followed the marks down through the power lines encountering a check or two. True trail eventually turned to the left and those of us in the back got a clue what we were in store for when we began to here those ahead of us cursing and screaming. On! On!Through a more powerful strain of stinging nettles we went through all the way to the first of 4 foul smelling, waist deep, water mud crossings. We saw a toy boat at one of them that seemed to be having a better time than us. And so the hashers ruined their clothes once again. Perfect Woman sweeping this leg of trail helping some of the others cross recommending to all to get across as quickly as possible. After the 3rd water crossing we came to the promised shot stop where we were treated to some Kalua mixed drink liquor and some whisky named Cock or something. And so we enjoyed that for a few, waiting for DWP who was sweeping with GIA and Just Tammy to catch up before we were off again. On! On!We went back across the foul smelling water for I think the final time going in over our waists again. Say, I definitely felt sorry for everybody’s washing machines this past week. We ran through some shiggy again, with Perfect Woman doing the sweeping ahead thing again, as the sun was starting to go down and we needed to get out of the woods soon. On! On!Soon we found arrived back at the beer stop that we were at an hour or so earlier and from then attempted to follow the trail backwards back to point A. After getting lost for a bit, us FRB’s entrusted Dirty Little Pumper, a local of those parts, to guide us back, though the asphalt, back into the woods again, and finally back to the park, with the Pumper being first bastard in and NecroFeelMeUp being the first bitch in. One by one, by two the straggling filthy pack found there way back to the cars, though it took Dancing Fool a little longer, and the birthday girl DWP quite a bit longer, long enough for the Joint Chiefs of Staff to have several meetings in the parking lot before they arrived. And so eventually we adjourned back to DWP’s pad where Kitchen Bitch and a few auto hashers had been slaving away all evening preparing a fantastic feast for us. Some of us sat around the fire pit for a little while until 9-something when Wishboneher was finally able to get the circle going. Our hares drank several times, and the birthday girl got a proper dosing of eggs and flour on her head. Our visitor Cowpoke drank and told a joke that nobody got. The FRB’s drank, as did the interruptus, as did, this time anyway, anybody who did NOT hash crash. Since two of our “Justs” have been pretty regular since May, we finally got around to naming one of them. And so, Just Jules was christened “Vomit Comet” since a hash or two before she had barfed until she saw stars. And this was chosen over other funnier but more offensive sounding names, as this shall remain the vanilla hash for the time being. And feel free to be offended by that or not. After circle closed and announcements were made, we were treated to another fine Seafood boil which included shrimp, clams, sausage, potatoes and corn. And there was plenty, plenty of that, along with some fine tasty brews and some birthday cake. After trail shenanigans included the birthday girl getting her birthday spanking, and getting into another food fight, with Groper this time, of all people. And no doubt other things happened after that, but yours truly needed to bounce as it was getting really late. All and All it was another dirty, wet, smelly, shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1195 this Wednesday. On! On!MFP | |