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| Hash Number: | 1115 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1115 - the Boxing Day Hash |
| When: | Dec. 26, 2015 |
| Where: | Swift Memorial Park, Hockessin, DE |
| Hares: | Devil Woman Toxic Shock | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1115, the Boxing Day Hash When: Saturday, December 26, 2015 at 3pm HST Where: Swift Park, Hockessin, DE (our hashy home town!) Who Hare: Devil Woman and Toxic Shock What Else: Wear your boxers! It's an H4 tradition! Friendlies: Trail, yes on dogs and kids. Apres, no. D'erections: (Taken from our Boxing Day Hash in 2008, hared by DW and MFP, hope these are still correct). From I-95, take the Rt. 141 North exit, exit at Rt. 2 Kirkwood Hwy West (towards Newark). Turn right on Rt. 41 towards Hockessin. Follow Rt. 41 to Yorklyn Road - turn left. At Old Lancaster Pike, turn right, then turn left into the parking lot for the park. | Hashers |
| Bunion Butt Bunion's Bitch Butt Lite Cousin It Dead End Devil Woman Dirty Wet Pussy Do Me On the Beach Famous Jack Groper Lost Penis Magic Carpet Ride Mary Fucking Poppins Mount Me Purple Haze Seen Your Panties Toxic Shock Wet Lay Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Trash for Hockessin Hash #1115 So, the slobbering pack gathered up at Swift Park in Hockessin, on the windy afternoon of Saturday December the 26th 2015 AD, for the second ever Boxing Day Hash in honor of the holiday celebrated in the former British Empire, which from what I understand is the Christmas for people who have to work on Christmas. Hashers I remember being present: Lost Penis, Woody, Just Justin, Dead End, Dirty Wet Pussy, Mary Fucking Poppins, Mount Me, Do Me on the Beach, Seen Your Panties, Groper, Magic Carpet Ride, Just George, Bunions Bitch, Bunion Butt, Wet Lay, Cousin It w/ Famous Jack, Butt Lite, and many, many others. Our hares for the day were Toxic Shock and Devil Woman, who also substituted as RA. At about 3pm hash time DW attempted to get our attention and began the chalk talk, explaining to us that Yea!!! there would be no check backs. And that there would be one Beer Stop and one “OS”. And what that stood for, was supposed to be a surprise that the hares managed to keep secret from most of us. After DW finished the chalk talk, which went about as well as chalk talks typically go, we were off. On! On!We ran out of the park and into the other park behind the Hockessin library, then found a false marker and found true trail closer to the back. With Toxic Shock being what I call a “heavy sweeper” basically walking as fast as anybody there and not waiting too long for everybody to discover true trail. On! On!We ran around a softball field and then out onto the road, then found ourselves on a wooded path for a while. With a check here and a check there. Woody and Bunion Bitch were the FRB’s for most of the running part and managed to go the wrong way almost every single time. On! On! We end up in a neighborhood and encounter Devil Woman walking in the opposite direction, though she informed us we were, sadly not near the beer yet. But after that.... No! No!Some how half the pack ended up following part of trail backwards, I blame Bunion Bitch and Woody, and encountered the other part of the pack going the opposite direction, and then encountered an pointing that same direction, and that’s Yours truly decided to turn around and wait for our heavy sweeping hare to appear, for I’d rather do that then try to figure this thing out and miss the beer. On! On!True trail goes into another neighborhood that I remember being in about 8 years ago, the last time we did this thing, and up a hill and to a Beer Near mark next to the house I recall or was reminded we did a beer stop 8 years ago. Out of shear coincidence I’m sure there was Dead End sitting in DWP’s Jeep with a cooler full of brews for us to enjoy. And so we did for a while, before we were briefly interrupted by a resident known to Devil Woman who offered to let us use his bathroom for 8 dollars a pop. On! On!We ran up a hill and out of a neighborhood, and into a neighborhood that was under construction and that offered us a relatively clean port a pot, that was free for us to use. On! On!Trail banged a left and past a farm then down a road and into the center of the town of Hockessin, which the Hockessin Hash House Harriers manage to hash in about once every year or two. Soon the FRB’s discover the mysterious “OS”, which was later revealed to stand for Oyster Stop in front of George and Sons Seafood house on something street. Some of us enjoyed hanging out inside and some outside as we waited many minutes for our two trays of oysters to be shucked, but for those of you who like oysters it was totally worth it, and we got to split a few beers while we were there and got to play with the pet piranha they kept in one of the tanks there. After a few we were off. On! On!We strutted past Hockessin Fire Company and past Wawa and all that other stuff on Rt 41 before taking a slight left and arriving back at Swift Park. A few downs downs were poured along with several pitchers worth of Cousin Its fine home-brew while we waited for our hare and RA for the day, Devil Woman to commence circle. And circle was commenced in the dark. Penalties and Awards were dished out, songs were sung. Actually most of the penalties and awards we kind of forgot about, or decided to skip. The hares drank for shitty trail. Our virgin Just George, who admitted to fathering Magic Carpet Ride did his virgin down-down, and all of us who did not don boxers finished off most of the down-down beers before announcements were made and the hash went in peace. After circle we adjourned to Famous Toms a few feet up the road and enjoyed a drink or two along with some fancy salad made by the hares and some tasty pies provided by the local Pats Pizzeria next store, along with some Fruit cake that Cousin It was trying to get rid of. All and All it was another shitty trail, Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1116 this Saturday, On! On! MFP | |