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| Hash Number: | 1256 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1256 |
| When: | Aug. 22, 2018 |
| Where: | 3600 Miller Road, Wilmington, DE |
| Hares: | Butt Lite Cousin It Digital Dick | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1256 When: Wednesday, August 22, 2018 at 6:30pm HST (Sharp!) Where: North Wilmington, Outer parking lot across from the Home Depot, 3600 Miller Road, Wilmington, DE 19802 Who Hare: Butt Lite, Digital Dick, & Cousin It What Else: Bring something that illuminates so you can see the trail and find your way back to your vehicle! Friendlies: Doggies, Kiddies? No Hash Cash: $7 D'erections: Take the Rt 202 South (Concord Avenue) Exit off of I-95. Take the first left onto Miller Road (opposite corner is Kreston Wine & Spirits at 904 Concord Avenue), go north on Miller Road and the shopping center with The Home Depot will be on the right. The shopping center entrance is across the street from the BP gas station and near the Wilmington Brew Works (for you wankers that have checked out the recently opened establishment). Park in the middle of the outer shopping center parking lot nearest Miller Road (away from the stores) so the customers don't complain about all the ruckus! If you go pass Brandywine Motorcars on Miller Road, you missed the shopping center where Th Home Depot is located. Arrive early to take advantage of some tax free shopping! | Hashers |
| Asshopper Bunion Butt Butt Lite Closing Time Cousin It Dancing Fool Digital Dick F6 Groper Jewel of Duh-Nile Jubal NecroPheelMeUp Orgy-Porgy-Put-In-Pie Perfect Woman PubeHeAteHer Slutmaster Spit Bucket Wet Lay Wishboneher Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Trash for Hockessin Hash #1256 So, the slobbering pack met up in the back of the vast expanse that is the Home Depot Parking lot on Miller Rd.. in place-to-be-somebody Wilmington, DE on a pleasantly warm, less humid, low 80-ish degree evening of Wednesday, August 22, 2018 AD. Hashers I remember encountering at some point or other included: PubeHeAteHer, NecroPheelMeUp, Wet Lay, Groper, Bunion Butt, Orgy-Porgy-Put-In-Pie, F6, Closing Time, Jewel of Duh-Nile, Jew Ball, Asshopper, Slut Master, Wishboneher, Woody, Just Robert, Spit Bucket, Dancing Fool, Perfect Woman and ...? Our hares for today were the trio of Digital Dick, Butt Lite, and Cousin It who suggested that we bring some illumination devices just in case some wankers were dragging ass or ended up chasing their asses around in a circle, which has been known to happen on a few of their trails. They also suggested that we leave promptly at 6:30, so at approximately 6:43, RA Wishboneher announced that perhaps chalk-talk should begin so we might have some chance of finding our way out of the city alive tonight. Just Robert was introduced as a virgin made to cum by Perfect Woman, though he was told by PW to say that Wishboneher made him cum. But regardless of who came first and what came on second, Butt Lite stepped forward in an attempt to explain some of the trail that the hares may or may not have marked. There were flour blobs, tennis ball flour blobs, checks, falses and a T1, T2 and E, which meant the turkeys could choose their own adventure on two different trails and the eagles were just going to run for a while. But no one gave a shit because somehow some way, Butt Lite managed to forget to lay the most important mark: a Beer Near. Not to worry, for Jewels had his own chalk and wrote a giant red BN for us while Butt Lite explained that this would also double as a shot stop. And so, we followed one or more of the 3 true trail arrows that pointed us out of the parking lot to hopefully chase after some marks, some beer and some daylight. On-On! Trail took us across Miller Road and into a shiggy spot near the railroad tracks where we found a pile of bones. The remains of hashers who did not make it back from the hares’ last trail? Or maybe just some deer who got hit by a train. We also found a Jesus statue with some missing limbs, so with these positive omens nearby, we continued down the tracks expecting to encounter some circling vultures at any point. Woody found trail through some shiggy, which had us running beside the tracks, then on the tracks and across a metal bridge over 202, then back across the tracks and down into a shiggy, bamboo ditch where Closing Time and Jew Ball took graceful dives and left some blood on trail. On-On! Trail spat us out on Broom Street and we encountered a check which took us through the Salesianum School parking lot, across 18th Street and into the park near Baynard Stadium. We wound around under the I-95 overpass, a spot which has hosted many a Beer Near in the past, only to encounter ... a Beer Near! Here Butt Lite met us with a cooler of tasty piss as well as a bottle of moonshine in honor of Happy Ending, who was not present, but we toasted to his 75th birthday anyway. We had approximately 17 minutes to learn all about our virgin, Just Robert from Little Rock, Arkansas and drink more shots until Slut Master and Wet Lay strolled in and we were eventually given the A-OK to get back on trail. On-On! Now here is where things got fucked-up. We did find trail through the park, around the zoo and up the cobblestones of Monkey Hill. Then, some of the eagles made their way into the park with the Sugarbowl where there was a concert going on. We found a check and looked for trail for a while as Woody was having social hour with one of the concert-goers. Then we hit another check with a False in one direction and an arrow pointing the opposite way in the other direction. This caused much confusion until Butt Lite and Asshopper came up the hill telling us we were on a No-No. Meanwhile, another group of eagles found some marks somewhere else, mistook a false for a check and wandered around for a while, and I have no idea what the turkeys did. On-On! So after we found a tiny chalk arrow pointing the way across 18th Street, we found marks through the surrounding neighborhood (yay!) until they ran out (boo!). After much searching into the then fading daylight, most of the pack gave up and high-tailed it back to Home Depot. Apparently some more marks were discovered at the far end of the parking lot, but everyone had a different tale to tell when they arrived back to the cars, which would be far too lengthy and confusing to describe here. The important thing was that everyone was eventually accounted for, so Wishboneher got circle started in the parking lot while we poured many beers for the hares to drink. And indeed, the hares drank many times for fucking-up trail again. Slut Master and Wet Lay managed to be co-FRB’s for the first time ever while Closing Time admitted to being DFL. Jew Ball drank for leaving most of the skin on his shoulder in that bamboo pit along with Closing Time who had bloody knuckles for perhaps some other reason. A few interuptuses drank along with those with matching clothing. Jewels drank for being a whore. Wishboneher and Pube drank for the Jesus statue and yes, we sang an arousing rendition of “Jesus Can’t Go Hashing,” (a shortened version for us impatient H4-ers). Just Robert drank for Perfect Woman and/or Wishboneher popping his cherry. And we all drank a toast to Cribsnatcher, who was also celebrating a birthday and also M.I.A., though Dancing Fool had brought a lovely cake in his honor for all of us to enjoy. And finally, Woody declared that we all go in peace to get a piece of that cake. Following circle, we gathered up at McLaren’s Pub on 202 where Cousin It provided us with approximately 16 pounds of chicken and potato salads and Butt Lite pulled out some sausage (bratwurst) along with some salad and bread. Up Piss Creek, Rack Attack, and Butthead arrived just in time for the party while we enjoyed more beer, more wine, and more chicken and potato salads. And all in all it was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1257 this Wednesday. On-On! NecroPheelMeUp | |