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Hash Number: | 244 |
What: | Hockessin Hash #244 |
When: | Aug. 18, 1999 |
Where: | Pocopson, PA |
Hares: | Anal-ist Buffy Country Sausage Devil Woman | Message |
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Anal-ist Banged Up Buffy Bumper Humper Bunion Butt Ciderman Country Sausage Cribsnatcher Dancing Fool Deadhead Devil Woman DFG Digital Dick Do Me On the Beach Dung Ho Fancy Pants Flygirl Fungi Gomez Groper Hard On Himalaya Hornblower Hot Pants Lick It Clean Mad Hatter Make Me an Offer Queer Balls Roadkill Rubber Slutmaster Snow Balls Stumpy the Sex Dwarf Toxic Shock Up the Rear What About Bob Wingnuts Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
Hockessin HHH Hash Trash Run# 244 18 Aug. 99 The Wet Hash It was another hot and humid summer eve (ed. note: sounds douche-like) when 52 (Yeah! fifty-two!) hashers lost their grip on sanity and met in a farm field along the Brandywine Creek in Pocopson, PA. This is the internationally famous site of Revolutionary War hanky-panky involving Geo. Washington and Lulu Bustier. The name of this village was mentioned to former Pres. Jimmy Carter at a 4th of July press conference where he he remembered to have said in hushed tones, "What the fuck are you talking about?!". It's because of this put-down that the venerable Hash kennel, the Pocopson HHH, filed for Chapter 11 spiritual bankruptcy and fled to the venue of Hockessin. (Writer's note: The West London H3 has renamed our kennel as, "Poke-in-the-ass, DE". They're not able to handle Native American names like Ho-Kissin). The hares, Devil Woman, Anal-ist, Buffy, and Country Sausage, lightened our loads by collecting dry bags while Slutmaster lightened our wallets. The opening ON-ON was a shambles (so what else is new?) as we picked up false trails, trespassed on private property, and nearly raised the white flag of surrender. But we persevered. With true Pocopson pluck, we hammered o'er hill and dale into the shiggy, along railroad tracks, and around the perimeter of a huge corn field. Then more tracks and another corn field. Finally, the beer stop on the banks of the Brandywine. After the pause that refreshes, the following collection of courageous hounds plunged into the Creek to float or wade down-stream for about a kilometre: Groper, Snow Balls, Dead Head, Sam Mackenzie, Fungi, Rubber, Digital Dick, Do Me On the Beach, Dancing Fool, Banged Up, Gomez, Stewart Dotts (an unmentioned cherry from last week), Fly Girl, DFG, Mad Hatter, Make an Offer, Toxic Shock, Queer Balls, Eric Lynch, Lick It Clean, Hot Pants, Up the Rear, Bumper Humper, Bunion Butt, Crib Snatcher, Dung Ho, Hornblower, Ciderman, What About Bob, Hard On, Wingnuts, Himalaya, Woodpecker, Fancy Pants, and Roadkill. We emerged from the creek a short distance from the parking area and then had to go another 100 metres or so to our outdoor Apres. We enjoyed a tailgate buffet of cold cuts sandwiches, salads, and chips before circling up for the Religious Ceremony conducted by Butthead and Beeper. Down-downs were administered to our hares and 8 cherries: Kevin Cae, Beer Snoot (how did a cherry get a hash name???) (ed. note: Doing a down-down and having beer cum back out of your nose and mouth is one way to do it), John Haldeman, Bill Shultz (world class ultra runner who may find salvation by baptism in the Hash), George Hanson, James Dollinger, Erich (Bumper Humper's son), and Karen Crossan. We had two visitors: Retracted (Palm Beach H3), and Stalemate (Philly H3). So, we partied into the quickly darkening night. Pocopson will never be the same. Residents there will undergo therapy. Special counselors will be brought in to help children and pets cope with nightmares featuring beer-swilling aliens, and construction engineers from Kosovo will help the community rebuild. | |
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