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| Hash Number: | 980 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #980 - Family Values Hash |
| When: | June 12, 2013 |
| Where: | Brandywine Springs Park, Wilmington, DE |
| Hares: | Big Mother Fucker Bunion Butt Poo Fucker Rub Her Sheets Wet Lay | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #980: Family Values Hash When: Wednesday, June 12, 2013 at 6:30pm Who: Wet Lay, Bunion Butt, Poo F*cker, Rubber Sheets and Just Greg Where: Brandywine Springs Park, Newport Gap Pike and Faulkland Road, Wilmington, DE What Else: It’s for the kids! Ah, the joys of multi-generational hashing. Come enjoy a kid-friendly trail, sing some cleaned-up songs, drink your beer from a red frat-boy cup and chow down on some picnic grub. Need more info? Call Wet Lay D'erections: From I-95, exit onto DE-141 North, go 1.5 miles. Take exit 5 toward DE-62/Newport Gap Pike/Boxwood Road. Merge onto Centerville Road, turn left onto Boxwood Road at the former GM plant. Turn right onto Newport Gap Pike, go ~2 miles. Turn right onto DE-34 E, Faulkland Road. Brandywine Springs Park is on the right. Or Google it: https://maps.google.com/maps?q=Brandywine+Springs+Park,+Wilmington,+DE&hl=en&sll=3g9.145251,-75.386656&sspn=2.790188,5.817261&oq=brandywine+spr&t=h&num=10&hq=Brandywine+Springs+Park,+Wilmington,+DE&z=16 Dog Friendly: Yes Hash Cash: $5.00 per adult, kids are free | Hashers |
| Asshopper BeaverBeater Big Mother Fucker Bunion Butt Butthead Cribsnatcher Dead End Devil Woman Dirty Wet Pussy Do Me On the Beach F6 Gizz Specialist Jubal Kum On Inn Lost Penis Mary Fucking Poppins N'aybe I Should Cum on Time Nip Fuck Perfect Woman Piss Cycle Poo Fucker Rub Her Sheets Shop N Fuck Smells Like Hash Spirit Sucks Wind Toxic Shock Wet Lay Wickwacker Wild Child Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Hockessin Hash #980 Hash Trash The slobbering pack met up at one of our favorite hotspots Brandywine Springs Park for the analual family values hash, on Wednesday, June the 12th 2013 AD. Hashers over the age of 21 that I remember being present: Gizz Specialist, Woody, Wickwacker, Lost Penis, Toxic Shock, Beaver Beater, Smells Like Hash Spirit, Dead End, N'aybe I should Cum on Time, Just Katherine, Just Taha, Mary Fucking Poppins, Piss Cycle, Shop N' Fuck, Dirty Wet Pussy, Kum On Inn, Just Julie, Just Bob, Just Raime, Jew Balls, Ass Hopper, Devil Woman, Butthead, Do Me on the Beach, Crib Snatcher, F5, Nip and Fuck, Perfect Woman and many, many others. Hashers under the age of 21 that I remember being present (who, as usual, were better behaved than their parents): Just Bobby, Just Mikey, Just Shania, Just Senora, Sucks Wind, Wild Child, Just Rory (who has a hash name that I forgot) and many many others. We had a quad of hares for this wonderful plan of trail: Bunion Butt, Wetlay, Just Greg and Poo Fucker. Poo Fucker, responsible for the 6 mile long eagle trail, that went across busy roads and on railroad tracks, did the chalk talk, and off we went. Meanwhile Wet Lay tried to keep the kids and the slow folks on the one and a half mile turkey trail. And that didn't work out all that well ... And On! On! Most of the kids follow your FRB truly MFP, on the eagle trail, as their parents huff and puff trying to keep up, and I got to be their father for a while, making sure they didn't get run over during the run. On! On! We go across Faulk Rd, and onto another road, the Wilmington Western Rail. There was no train that day, unfortunately for anybody's ex that wants to get out of paying child support. On! On! We go through a field, an industrial park, and down a road again, encountering a deer, who was also more well behaved than the adult hashers that day. On! On! A couple more miles of hills, busy roads, checks and falsies, until your FRB finally gets to the beer stop. Even as relatively fast as I was going, the Turkeys had still been there for about an hour. I or we enjoy our Brews or our Diet Pepsi's, as a very worried Wetlay stands at the bottom of the hill waiting to see which hashers arrived their alive. And Ah, we are joined by hares Poo Fucker and Just Greg, who instead of sweeping decided to short cut to the beer stop. And ... ah, We are eventually joined by Shop N' Fuck, who for not first time had to carry his daughter on trail, ... And Ah we eventually are joined by many others, including some exhausted kids who thought they could keep up with me. Dead End gets away with using technology on trail and calls a few lost hashers, to see if they were okay, for thus the situation warranted it. Don't you love it when a plan comes together? Not at the same time, and definitely not all together, we go back on the rest of the trail. And ... On! On! Trail goes through a few peoples yards, and we get accosted by......even more kids... who weren't hashing with us, but were trying to guard their parents property with super soakers. On! On! We go back into a park and up a hill and back to the beer and sodas. We Circle Up. Well, I attempted to run a circle. Butthead, who was on his man period that day, first attempts to interrupt circle then decides to air his dissatisfaction with your RA in public, at the top of his lungs, in front of all the kids. I believe our favorite four letter word was used as a noun, a verb, and adjective and a prefix. Your apology is accepted Sir, and there are no hard feelings here. But we are going to make you drink for that next time Butthead!!! Penalties and awards were attempted to be dished out. Songs were very much attempted to be sung, with the now usual result of 3 different groups of people singing 3 different songs at the same time. Wet Lay, who is trying to get the food ready remembers at the last minute that she printed out a bunch of copies of the family friendly versions of hash songs, and passes them out after our attention span for reading had long since past. Once again, Don't You Love It when a plans comes together? After the attempted circle, we enjoyed some decent summer picnic fare. Beans and Franks, potato salad and corn on the cob to go with our beers and sodas. A nice meal it was, sans the mosquitos who finally decided to come out this week. All and All it was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #981 this Wednesday. And by the way, at the hash we are still going to have a trail and a circle. Yes, I do understand the feelings of some of you. I understand that some of you don't care much for the hashing part of the hash and only show up for the camaraderie, the free food and the chance to grope women half your age. If this is true than maybe you'd have a better time going to the buffet at the Perryville casino with the rest of the senior citizens. Or if you don't feel like spending money, there are several churches in the area that offer free lunch and dinner for bums like you. But if you are going to continue to show up to the hash, please understand that we are still going to have a trail and a circle, for these are very, very important traditions to the hash, and in fact without them the hash isn't a hash. If you do not like this, than I quote Butthead, “Fuck You You Fucking Fucking Fucking Fucker Fuck!!!” But hope to see you all at the next hash this Wednesday. On! On! MFP | |