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| Hash Details | |
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| Hash Number: | 141 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #141 |
| When: | Jan. 1, 1900 |
| Where: | Port Penn, DE |
| Hares: | Doggie Style Kung Fuc Lt. Dan Swamp Bitch | Message |
| Nothing here yet | Hashers |
| Hash Trash | |
| H4H141: Halloween Resuscitated Location: Port Penn, Delaware Number of hashers: 25 +/- Total time: one hour thirty minutes Trail rating: good, but unexpected Hares: Swamp Bitch, Kung Fuc, Doggie Style and Lt. Dan Weather: very overcast First In: Friar Pete I came to this hash wondering how we were going to do a bar hop in Port Penn. Well, I'm still wondering. Instead we went out and did real shiggy in costumes ranging from the practical to those which would have made a Mummer jealous. The hash started with Kung Fuc making Rosebutt the designated FRB for the day and showing him a well marked and easy trail to follow. This little leg of trail ended in an "FU". Expected, but like drinking Lite beer, there's always someone gullible enough to fall for it. The real trail started in true Halloween fashion by going through the cemetery in Doggie's back yard. Across a field and down a piece of pavement we chased a semi-conscious hare to the first real shiggy and towards our Waterloo. Down a muddy tractor lane we splattered, through a pumpkin patch and along the backside of a barn we slimed. Eventually we came to a check and then, after a quick shortcut, around to more trail. The problem was deciding which way trail came from and therefore went. Some headed left and some headed right. The conservatives were on for this part of the trail. From here on, my mind is kind of blank. All I remember is we traversed hill and valley, wood and field, swamp and marsh. The rest is just a blur of miles being pounded in every direction of the compass and then pounded back due to most of them being false. Some found treats on trail, the rest were tricked. Eventually, we came to a beer stop at a hay wagon and the ON IN. Our first time friar got the honors of first beer and best seat on the wagon. The hay wagon took us back along the complete trail, making sure to include all the falses and checkbacks. The Apres was great, with abundant food and beverage. Of especial note were the following: Swamp Bitch's costume definitely caused me to want to get out my weed whacker and trim her bush. Toxic Shock's costume would have nicely feathered my nest for the night. She declined the invitation. The luckiest among us were Hard On and Banged Up: they arrived late and missed the trail entirely. Then again, with the S&M outfits they had on, they would have been banging in the bushes instead of banging the bushes, or maybe both. The leash around Hard On's neck, I assume, was in proxy for someplace else. There were children present, so hopefully we will see an encore presentation for the 169th, with a better placed leash. Gomez's costume was voted best, due to the portable keg. Beeper's costume was good for a few laughs. Handfull ... and Screaming Pussy were udderly delightful. Roadkill was bedeviled by Groper's outfit. Doggie Style had a bad case of spots. Do Me looked ravishing as a triple-titted delight from the planet Trimammary. Hornblower eventually tooted his at the Halloween Loop later that night in his Jean Paul outfit. Wild Al's wife was absolutely bewitching. I was spellbound around her. A final note - Being unapologetically an exhibitionist, I like to appear in my finery where there's an audience to appreciate it. A thought for next year or a similarly costumed hash is to make it into a bar hop with people around to stare at us. A lot of us were definitely not expecting deep shiggy. This was a fantastic hash and I hope we do more around this area. However, let's minimize the shiggy when decked out as we were. | |
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| from web archive | |
| Files: | |
| 141-150.pdf | |