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| Hash Number: | 811 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #811 |
| When: | March 27, 2010 |
| Where: | 2515 Kirkwood Hwy, Newark, DE |
| Hares: | Up the Rear | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #811 When: Saturday, March 27, 2010 at 3pm Where: Newark Farmer's Market**, 2515 Kirkwood Hwy, Newark 19711 Who: Up The Rear D'erections: From I-95 from the north, take the Rt. 7 North exit. Follow Rt. 7 until you reach Kirkwood Hwy, Rt. 2. Go about a mile, and right past the Hooter's is the Market. From Newark, get yourself to Kirkwood Hwy, go north towards Wilmington, if you gone past the Hooters, you gone too far, turn around. **Hornblower here, my memory is failing me and I can't remember the name of the old department/appliance-type store that used a conveyor system and was in that building, little help. | Hashers |
| Bare Assed Her Bee Orgy Bunion Butt Butthead Circle Jerk Dead End Deadhead Deep Fried Dick Devil Woman Dirty Wet Pussy Do Me On the Beach Gomez Groper Itchy and Scratchy Larry the Unstable Guy Lost Penis Mary Fucking Poppins Mount Me Mouthfull Port-a-Ho Rug Burn Seen Your Panties Skidmarks Stitched Up Tight Up the Rear Wet Lay White Trash Wickwacker | Hash Trash |
| So we had a hash, Saturday March the 27th, 2010 AD The slobbering pack met at the Newark Farmers Market on Kirkwood Highway, on a fine sunny day, one of those days where Spring is trying to break through the cold. Hashers I remember being present: Senior Panties, Itchy and Scratchy, BareAsster, Butthead, Devil Woman, Dead End, Gomez, Dead Head, White Trash, Portaho, Dirty Wet Pussy,Just Tammy, Mary Fucking Poppins, Groper, Rug Burn, Larry the Unstable Guy, Deep Fried Dick, Mount Me, Lost Penis, Skidmarks, Bee Orgy, Wet Lay, Bunion Butt,Do Me on the Beach, Circle Jerk, a bunch of kids, and many, many others. We also had a surprise cameo appearance by Mouth Full and Wickwacker, who just recently got out of the hospital and stopped by to show everyone his nice new colonastapy bag. Up the Rear and her offspring were the hares. Gomez breaks out a bag of green jello shots to share, left over from the filthy green dress run, and for a little while we hang in the parking lot watching people do their produce shopping while enjoying some beverages. Soon we circle up, get the chalk talk and ... On! On! We're off going northwest down Kirkwood highway. Trail leads us over the pedestrian bridge behind a shopping center and a school, and to a check back, that sends us back to the other side of the bridge where we started. On! On! We run past Astro shopping center and past the Hooters, sigh!, and into a neighborhood for a while encountering several checks, until our hare, for some reason, points in the direction to go. On! On! We run down a road for a bit, and into a park, and into the woods, and behind a bunch of people’s backyards, and past a tennis court, and apparently past an unmarked beer check. Us FRB's are called back, for the beer was being guarded by that suspicious group of kids that we ran past a little while earlier. We enjoy some luke-warm PBR and Busch Light. On! On! We're off again, through the woods and the shiggy we go. Just Tammy has a mishap and bashes her head onto a tree branch and has to turn back to go the emergency room for some stitches. Too bad she didn't make it back in time for circle, she gave us a couple of good ideas for a hash name. On! On! Trail goes out to old coach rd, across a bridge and into the Judge Morris Estate area of White Clay creek state park. On! On! Up and down we go on the trails, and down to a creek crossing for our next beer near of more PBR and Busch lite. With everybody seeming to be in a big bad hurry, we don't hang for too long. On! On! Trail goes up a hill into some old farmland and leads to a circle jerk. Eventually somebody finds true trail again and we run for a little while more through some woods and through somebody's back yard until we get to Old Capitol Trail that leads to New Capital Trail and back to the ON IN. We circle up, with a bunch of kids watching us. But, at least they brought chairs. Penalties and Awards are dished out. Your's Truly avoids having to drink again for being first in, in spite of being called out by several people, because ... I dunno truthfully. RA Skidmarks gets to have more fun with the beer blaster squirt gun that he acquired on the BH4 hash the Sunday before. The kids are given countless down downs of bottled water, as we enjoy a variety of potato chips and junk food. We Oprey at the something-something bar, behind Accent Music, where the Bourbon Street Café used to be. We enjoy baked Ziti and salad to go along with our cold brews and a shitty good time is had. Cribsnatcher stops by for a minute. And Just Tammy manages to join us with about 4 stitches in her head. All in all it was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for the next hash on Saturday. On! On! MFP | |
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