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| Hash Number: | 549 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #549 |
| When: | March 19, 2005 |
| Where: | Hollingworth Parking lot, Newark, DE |
| Hares: | Mad Hatter | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #549 When: Saturday, March 19, 2005 at 3PM, Where: Hollingworth Parking lot, University of Delaware (for you old timers, the lot across the street from the old Down Under) Who: Madhatter D'erections: From I-95, take the Newark/Rt. 896 North exit. Go about 2.5 miles until you hit Main Street in Newark. You can only take a left, do it. Then make a quick right onto North College Ave (if you get to the Deer Park, you've gone too far, take a right at the DP, another right a light and then the next right you can take into the big lot). Go over the railroad tracks that pedestrians seem to love standing in when a train is coming. Take a left into the parking lot. Cuming from the north, take Rt. 72 to Cleveland Ave and take a right. Go about a 0.5 mile look for parking lot at Cleveland and North College Ave. Idiot alert: Since it is possible we may be crossing railroad tracks in this hash, please remember that trains, even LOUD, relatively slow, freight trains, can come up faster on you than expect. This weekend, some guy thought he could beat the train and ended up getting killed by the Deer Park (that is the Deer Park didn't kill him, the train did, but the McDeer Park does kill me - I yearn for my old Deer Departed Park friend). Be smarter than that guy. | Hashers |
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| Hash Trash Hockessin HHH Hash 549 19 march 2005 On a lovely Saturday afternoon, about 25 skanky hounds of the infamous H4 met at the Hogsworthless Parking lot of Udel, expectantly waiting to be led astray by our sadistic hare, Mad Hatter. Finally, at about 3:30pm, we got our collective asses in gear and struck out in a northerly d'erection that got us into the fringe area of White Clay State Park. We found ourselves on a trail replete with enough checkbacks to keep the FRBs under control as we minced our way, tippie toe, through some heavy shiggy. There were a few sections of assfault in between, but for the most part it was a brutal march up and down some steep, slippery banks through mostly thorns, sneaker-sucking mud, and a few wimpy water-crossings. Eventually, we came to Ye Olde Beer Stoppe for a well-needed pause that refreshes. After some major lardass loitering, we plowed ahead on the assfault until we veered back into the woods that got us back to the Hogworthless lot in Newark. Cums Early assumed the mantle of RA and led our extraordinarily reverential Hash Saturday Down-down Communion Services. (Somebody, we won't say who, but his initials are H.I.M.A.L.A.YA. might roast in Hell for this blasphemy). Anyway, we nailed the hare, a virgin, and a few perpetrators of spurious violations before heading to the East End Saloon for great platters of nachos and fries served by a cool waitress whose only fault was that she sported too much respectability. The H4 hounds of the male persuasion, you realize, are more appreciative of bar babes who display a cleavage that goes from the chin all the way down to the snack bar. | |
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