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| Hash Details | |
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| Hash Number: | 229 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #229 |
| When: | May 12, 1999 |
| Where: | Pennsville, NJ |
| Hares: | Gomez Roadkill | Message |
| Nothing here yet | Hashers |
| Beeper Buffy Bumper Humper Country Sausage Deadhead Devil Woman Do Me On the Beach Flygirl Gomez Groper Himalaya Hornblower Hot Pants Mad Hatter Make Me an Offer Material Girl Queer Balls R2-DoU2 Roadkill Slutmaster Snow Balls Toxic Shock Wet Spot Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Hash Trash Run #229 12 May 1999 NATO Bombards South Jersey with Rabid Delaware Hashers On a glorious evening in May, 25 hounds from the suave and sophisticated H4 staged an offensive against the ravenous mosquitoes from the Pine Barrens of the Garden State. "So what?" one might say, since almost everything cuming out of the H4 is found to be offensive to normal people anyway. So, the mob gathered in an impromptu parking lot just off of rte. 48, near Penisville, NJ. We succeeded in getting the night watchman's balls in an uproar since we were technically trespassing. The poor asshole didn't know that trespassing is a regular hashing operation. We collectively told him to go fuck himself, but we didn't exactly say this to his face since he had the protection of two nasty looking police dogs. Our hares, Roadkill and Gomez, got us off the mark pretty close to 6:30. Good thing, too! Just standing around and doing nothing makes you feel like a baseball player. Next thing you know, all the men are gripping their bats, spitting, and adjusting their testicles And where does this leave our female contingent? We don't need cheerleaders in the hash, and while real women may belch and put out, they don't spit. The H4 hounds present today were: Do Me on the Beach, Make Me an Offer, Queer Balls, Mad Hatter, Buffy, Hot Pants, Snow Balls, Dead Head, R2-DoU2, Groper, Devil Woman, Wet Spot, Country Sausage, Bumper Humper, Woodpecker, Fly Girl Toxic Shock, Beeper, Slutmaster, Himalaya, Material Girl, and Hornblower. The course was fairly long (we were on trail for about an hour and a quarter) and challenging. Almost nothing by way of hills, rough terrain, or water crossings, but lots of heavy shiggy. It was in the woodland shiggy where we were dive-bombed by monster mosquitoes. The bloodthirsty bastards more than made up for the sparse distribution of thorns, ticks, and poison ivy. We did have a much needed beer stop along the way and the pack stayed pretty much together as a result of a number of well-placed checkpoints with the attendant CB's and falses. We ON-IN'd at a parking area a few miles from our start. We shuttled back and then it was off to Roadkill and Groper's home for the Apres. It was lovely sitting by the edge of the Delaware river with a view of the Memorial Bridge in the distance. We chomped on pizzas, quaffed Black and Tans (the Guinness was gone) and had our ceremony to punish the hares, initiate our cherries, Shirley Wood and Julie Hagar, and enjoy the evening. | |
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