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| Hash Number: | 1225 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1225 - the Dog Days of Winter Trail |
| When: | Jan. 20, 2018 |
| Where: | 200 Radcliffe Drive, Newark, DE |
| Hares: | Mary Fucking Poppins Orgy-Porgy-Put-In-Pie | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1225, the Dog Days of Winter Trail When: Saturday, January 20, 2018 AD at 3:00pm HST Where: Parking lot of Nottingham Green Swim Club at 200 Radcliffe Drive, Newark, DE, 19711 Who Hare: Mary Fucking Poppins and Orgy Porgy Put N' Pi Hash Cash: $7.00 Friendlies: Ironically, I don't know. We may or may not stop at a bar. Those who like running may be disappointed by the drinking and those who like drinking may be disappointed by the running involved D'erections: From I-95, take exit at Rt 273 toward Newark. Follow Rt. 273/Main Street through Newark then take the right at West Main Street Newark then take a left on Radcliffe Drive, past the entrance to the Newark Country Club. If you see a Welcome to Maryland sign, you missed the left by a mile or two. | Hashers |
| Big Left Tit Bunion Butt Choade Cousin It Cums Early Devil Woman Dirty Wet Pussy Do Me On the Beach F6 Famous Jack Groper Jewel of Duh-Nile Lost Penis Magic Carpet Ride Mary Fucking Poppins NecroPheelMeUp Orgy-Porgy-Put-In-Pie Port-a-Ho PubeHeAteHer Runner Girl Sister Mary Margaret Benedickless Skidmarks Toxic Shock Triple Whore Score Two Buck Fuck Up Piss Creek Vomit Comet Wet Lay What What Mud in the Butt | Hash Trash |
| Trash for Hockessin Hash #1225 So, the slobbering pack gathered up in the parking lot of Nottingham Green Swim Club in balmy Newark, DE on an almost-swim-worthy, much warmer, mid fifty-ish degree afternoon of Saturday, January 20, 2018 AD for the “Dog Days of Winter Trail.” Hashers I remember encountering at some point or other included: Skidmarks, Lost Penis, PubeHeAteHer, NecroPheelMeUp, Cousin It with Famous Jack, Bunion Butt, Wet Lay, Dirty Wet Pussy, Just Sheri 2, Groper, Do Me On the Beach, Up Piss Creek, Vomit Comet, Triple Whore Score, Cums Early, Jewel of Duh-Nile, Devil Woman, Toxic Shock, Magic Carpet Ride, 2 Buck Fuck, So Horny Beaver, Just Caleb, F6, Sister Mary Margaret Benedickless, Just Sue, Port-a-ho, Runner Girl and . . .? Our hares for today were veteran and RA, Mary Fucking Poppins along with virgin-hare, Orgy-Porgy-Put-N-Pie who both looked suspiciously clean having apparently shed their marred, trail-laying garments to make us think we were in for a jaunt down easy street. MFP announced that trail may be a little longer than ‘normal’ (whatever that is) and Orgy announced that we would most-definitely hate it. With that appealing intro out of the way, we all chugged on some beers that were finally thawing out after the recent deep-freeze as one-by-one, wankers appeared from hither and yon like forest creatures cumming out of hibernation. The hares eventually gathered us up for chalk-talk by warning us that daylight could become an issue if we didn’t get our shit together soon and they threw-down some bright-orange flour, in apparent preparation for any potential snow event that might blow through on this 50-degree day. We were to look for the usual flour blobs, checks, falses, a shot near and a to-be-determined number of beer nears, which could be anywhere between 1 and 8 and a ‘super turkey’ trail that may or may not exist. And so, without further fucking around, we wandered out of the parking lot and down Lafayette Road to foul-up the neighborhood. On-On! It didn’t take long for the pack to get confused at a check and for most wanks to wander around aimlessly while F6 found what looked like a smeared False to the left, some others found a False to the right and the rest of the dimwits awaited the sweeping Orgy before figuring out by process of elimination that maybe they should continue straight. Joined by the late-cumming Jewel of Duh-Nile, we headed down Casho Mill Road until we came upon a check at Downes School where Toxic Shock and yours-truly found the long false and everyone else headed in back of the school toward the woods. On-On! And down we went to one of MFP’s favorite places to play, the Rittenhouse Trail, aka Mason-Dixon Trail, which today after the recent thaw was a long pit of mud. So, we tip-toed, danced and slid our way through trying not to get thwarted by the Falses that Orgy proudly owned up to laying while also trying to remain vertical. We soon came upon an abstract looking mark that we failed to decipher, which turned out to be the remnants of MFP’s epic fall while marking trail. And after chatting with some curious hikers as to what we were looking for out here, we did find what we were looking for in the form of a Shot Near. There was MFP in his signature lawn chair down by the river enjoying a day at the beach with bottles of Butterscotch Schnapps, Bailey’s and Bacardi as well as beer waiting for us. While the spirits made our spirits bright, Just Caleb tested the durability of a giant tree that had fallen across the creek and Triple Whore Score attempted to explain to us why it looked like he had just shit all over his pants. Meanwhile, Up Piss Creek’s arm was leaking like he had just been attacked by a wild animal and we appeared to be missing a few people, but since most of us had made it, we figured that was pretty good and continued drinking until our hares herded us back on trail. On-On! We continued our muddy jaunt under a bridge at Elkton Road where a few FRB’s missed the marks leading out of the muck and had to U-turn back onto Elkton Road, aka South Main Street, aka 273 or whatever you want to call it. Marks led us straight back to town and landed us at a Beer Near in another of MFP’s favorite places to play, Pat’s Pizza. There MFP was waiting for us with towers of suds to our heart’s delight and we indulged in many cups of beer while sunning ourselves outside on the deck. Once the towers were sufficiently drained, we were instructed to back-track a block or so by the 7-Eleven where we would find marks leading down Apple Road. On-On! And so, over the bridge on Apple Road and across Hillside Road we went where we found a little “T” which may have been for the super turkey, or just to fuck with us, but regardless, trail only went one way back, so we headed left down Briar Lane, bent a left at a check at Bent Lane and found the On-In where Pube held-back and faked a hash-crash, but turns out, Runner Girl had been FRB long ago and was pretty much in dry clothes by the time the rest of us dragged our asses in. Our RA/co-hare MFP declared that circle would be held at his residence on Fiske Lane, so around the corner we gathered to commence the singing, chanting, mud-slinging and other assorted insults. MFP and Orgy drank for not having enough mud on their not long enough trail. Runner Girl and Cousin It drank for FRB and DFL respectively. About ¾ of the pack drank for interruptus and a few drank for missing one of the stops, including Smells Like Hash Spirit who showed up just in time to drink a down-down. Triple Whore Score and Pube drank for hash-crashing while Up Piss Creek drank for donating blood on trail. And then, so that the food could heat-up a little longer, Just Sheri 2 was named Big Left Tit since she decided to bring technology on trail in her sports bra, which happened to augment her left or right side, depending on interpretation, but since everyone like the sound of “BLT,” left it was. And finally, RA MFP declared that the hash go in peace so we could get a piece of lasagna. So, we headed inside and enjoyed some meat and meatless lasagna, ala Orgy and some deviled eggs, ala MFP as well as salad and bread and more beer more beer more beer. And all in all it was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1226 this Saturday. On-On!NecroPheelMeUp | |