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| Hash Number: | 1255 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1255 |
| When: | Aug. 15, 2018 |
| Where: | 301 Rocky Run Parkway, Wilmington, DE |
| Hares: | Deathwish Wishboneher | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1255 When: Wednesday, August 15, 2018 at 6:30pm HST Where: T.G.I. Friday's located in 301 Rocky Run Pkwy, Wilmington, DE, 19803. Who Hare: Wishboner and Deathwish What Else: It's a Deathwish trail, so expect some surprises and be careful ... Friendlies: Trail is not kid friendly, dogs are up to you. On after not dog friendly. Hash Cash: $7 D'erections: From the south, take I-95 north to the Rt. 202 N exit, go a few miles, then left onto Rocky Run Pkwy. From the north, take I-95 south to the Naamans Rd/Rt. 92 W exit, go for a few miles, then left onto Concord Pike (Rt. 202 South), then right onto Rocky Run Pkwy and go behind chain-restaurant row (TGIFs, Famous Dave's, Olive Garden, and Red Lobster). | Hashers |
| American Halfass Asshopper Bang For Your Buck Butt Lite Cousin It Dancing Fool Deathwish Dirty Wet Pussy Do Me On the Beach F6 Hare Today Cum Tomorrow Jewel of Duh-Nile Lick Stick Lost Penis NecroPheelMeUp Orgy-Porgy-Put-In-Pie PubeHeAteHer She Came Shit Out of Luck Skidmarks Slutmaster Spit Bucket Spunk Monkey STD Up the Rear Wishboneher Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Trash for Hockessin Hash #1255 So, the slobbering pack met up at the TGI Friday’s parking lot on North 202 in the Northiest North part of Wilmington, still-in-Delaware on a warm, upper 80-ish degree evening of Wednesday, August 15, 2018 AD. Hashers I remember encountering at some point or other included: Skidmarks, Lost Penis, PubeHeAteHer, NecroPheelMeUp, Do Me On the Beach, Dirty Wet Pussy, Woody, Hare Today Cum Tomorrow, Orgy-Porgy-Put-In-Pie, F6, Jewel of Duh-Nile, American Half-Ass, Shit Out of Luck, Just Vadra, Butt Lite, STD, She Came, Bang 4 Your Buck, Asshopper, Spit Bucket, Dancing Fool, Spunk Monkey, Cousin It, Slut Master, Lick Stick, Up the Rear and ...? Our hares for today were summer RA, Wishboneher, and the notorious Death Wish whose last hared trail for H4 nearly resulted in us filing missing persons reports on F6, MFP, Pube and Hare Today. But being the sheep that we are, we all thought that it would be a good idea to show up for one of his trails again just in case we missed something resulting in a report on the nightly news. So whilst we sipped upon some Natty Bo beers that American Half-Ass and Shit Out of Luck were trying to unload, (aka “let’s give them to the hash ... they’ll drink anything!”), Death Wish proceeded to lay down some marks for what was to, of course, be a live trail. There were the usual flour blobs, checks, Falses, a check-back 7, some tits, a naughty stop, a beer near and a shot near. No need to lay a Be Very Careful mark, because it was assumed this warning would apply to the entire trail. Death Wish then asked for a “15-minute if you love me, 12 if you don’t” head start, so we promised at least 11 ½ minutes and he was on his way so we could continue to pound the beers to try to numb the anticipated pain we would be exposed to. And so, after those 11 ½ minutes had ticked by, 27 of us head-ed out of the parking lot hoping at least 20 or so of us would return. On-On! We picked up marks across the street into a field which brought us down a lovely trail and into a bunch of shiggy by the creek. This water wasn’t so bad to most of us (except for Woody, of course) as many of us had visions of Death Wish having us being washed-away down the Brandywine River which had burst its banks during this week’s major flooding. But so far, everyone seemed to be on course, including Slut Master who was beating back the shiggy with his trusty trekking pole. On-On! Marks went into the creek and a few wankers who were trying to avoid moist feet missed the naughty stop, so those of us who found the mark simply slapped each other’s asses for a while. We made it through much thorns and mud, traversing a low-bridge tunnel and cumming out on the other side to a Beer Near up a slight hill. Here we enjoyed some ice-cold piss-in-a-can while Spunk enjoyed his seasoned dry Ramen noodles. Cousin It wandered off early down the trail and never came back, so after debating as to whether we should head in the opposite direction, we decided we had better make sure he hadn’t gotten attacked by a rabid fox or Bigfoot or something, so ... On-On! Trail had us scrambling around on a few checks where Skids was mostly guessing right (correctly), so up a hill and around a few bends we went until we came to a familiar-looking area. On In? No, a Shot Near which happened to be at the other end of the parking lot near to where our cars were parked. Here Wishboneher met us with a truck full of a variety of Rita’s water ice containers and a handle of Bacardi rum. I have to say, this was the most kick-ass shot near ever! We enjoyed our rum with a splash of water ice while debating whether to just mosey on back to our cars, until Death Wish showed up and with his flour-covered arm, pointed us back in the direction from whence we had cum and told us to get the hell back on trail, so ... On-On! Down the trails of Brandywine Creek State Park we head-ed yet again until the FRB’s found the check-back 7 up a hill (silly wankers) and head-ed us back in the other direction until we found marks further down a hill. Apparently Death Wish had marked trail down a giant fallen tree, but no one seemed to have the balls to traverse that, so we stuck to the well-beaten path that led us back into the creek. Soon we came upon a tunnel under 202 with 3 openings in which we were to “Pick a Hole” and head into the darkness, hoping to cum out safely on the other side. Luckily none of the holes turned out to be a true black hole and we crawled out on the other side where we found marks on the pavement to our left. On-On! A giant blob of flour was seen, which distracted everyone from seeing the actual Beer Near mark, so most of us blew by it and got lost on Widener’s campus for a while. Then one of the hare’s showed-up and directed us back to the Beer Near where about half the pack enjoyed some cold ones while the other half simply head-ed back to the cars. Apparently, that giant flour blob had been left by some animal that had gotten into Death Wish’s spare flour bag that he had left on trail, so somewhere out near 202 there is an albino-looking raccoon, which may or may not be roadkill by now. On-On! So, after the beer near was enjoyed by some, we head-ed on through Widener’s campus and back across 202 to the cars where the rest of the wanks were waiting for us to unlock the goddamn beer. And so, we circled-up in the parking lot where RA, Woody got the shit-show started. The hares drank for managing to not seriously maim or lose anyone on trail and also for that animal who tried unsuccessfully to mark trail. Our Lipstick Lesbian visitors from H5 drank and sang us a song and our interruptuses STD, Lick Stick and others drank for being away waaaay tooo looong. Just Vadra was introduced as a virgin made to cum by Shit Out of Luck and although she did not go on trail, we gave her a proper hash wel-cum by calling her “Just Vagina.” The 5 nerd-named Chris’ drank for outnumbering the Karen’s again. Those with matching clothing and happi-coats drank just because and Woody was made to drink for managing to keep his feet dry throughout trail. Slut Master was honored for being the greatest hasher amongst us. And finally, after those with dry lips finished the down-downs, Woody dismissed his circle by declaring that the hash get a piece. Following circle, we gathered up at Jack’s Tavern on Naaman’s Road where the hares treated us to some tasty chicken and rice, bread, pasta salad and some shrimp in some bangin’ sauce. More beer, more beer, more beer was consumed, laughs were laughed, fun was had and all in all it was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1256 this Wednesday. On-On! NecroPheelMeUp | |