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| Hash Number: | 985 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #985 |
| When: | July 17, 2013 |
| Where: | 2010 Woodlawn Ave, Wilmington, DE |
| Hares: | Shop N Fuck | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #985 When: Wednesday, July 17, 2013 at 6:30 pm Where: 2010 Woodlawn Ave,Wilmington,DE 19806 (1st floor apartment at corner of Woodlawn and Shallcross). Right down the street from the Delaware Art Museum D'erections: From I-95,take exit 7 for Delaware Ave. From the North make a right on Delaware Ave,from the South make a left on Delaware Ave. Make a right on Woodlawn Ave. It will be on your right after around half a mile. Google can get you there just fine. Hare: Shop & Fuck Details: Be prepared for a little culture, trespassing, and childish fun! Bring a chair if you want to sit around outside after. Bring dry bag cause there will be WATER FIGHTS on trail! Dog friendly??? Trail: Turkey Yes, Eagle No, Apres No'ish (it is my apartment and I am allergic to animals,but they are more than welcome to hang around outside) Hash Cash: $5.00 | Hashers |
| Amber Alert Asshopper Bunion Butt Butt Lite Cause for Blindness Chasez Boyz Circle Jerk Cousin It Dead End Deadhead Do Me On the Beach F6 Jubal Kum On Inn Lick Stick Licks His Own Lost Penis Mary Fucking Poppins Narcigism Nip Fuck Pedalphile Perfect Woman Port-a-Ho Seaman on the Poop Deck Shop N Fuck Spunk Monkey The International House of Virgins Tits of Steel Toxic Shock Weird Al Spanks the Bitch Wet Lay Wickwacker Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Hockessin Hash #985 So the slobbering pack met up in the back yard of Shop N' Fucks pad off of Woodlawn Avenue in the great city to beat somebody around 6:30pm on Wednesday, July the 10th, 2013 AD. Hashers Present:Cousin IT, Dead End, Wickwacker, Circle Jerk, Do Me On the Beach, Weird Al Spanks the Bitch, Spunk Monkey,Wet Lay, Bunion Butt, International House of Virgins, Tits of Steel, Seaman on the Poop Deck, Chazez Boyz, Deadhead, Jubal, Cause for Blindness, Lost Penis, Mary Fucking Poppins, Perfect Woman, Toxic Shock, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Asshopper, Naricjizm, Licks His Own, Butt Lite, Amber Alert, Port A Ho, Nip Fuck, Kum On Inn, Pedalfile, Portoho, Lick Stick, Woody, and many, many others. Shop N' Fuck was the hare, and as we found out later his backyard wasn't the beginning of trail but the end and he pointed in the direction of the De Art Museum and said trail starts over there, at a statue that no one could see, because there were trees in the way, the first of many confusing directions on this trail. And so we do a chalk talk over at the statue explaining the marks to the two virgins, whose names I have once again forgotten, the meaning of these marks that most if not all of the pack did not see for most if not all of the trail. And thus the not unexpected result of having an overly ambitious FRB with not more than a few years of experience is you have an overly complicated trail that looks kind of like a spaghetti plate if you traced it over a map. One that might work great for a sober group of boyscouts or a scavenger hunt club. But when placed in front of the slobbering pack of half-minds- well we got the usual disaster. The arrow was laid and the pack went off. On! On! Behind the Delaware Art Museum we strolled, admiring on the way the fine sculptures and statues getting crapped upon by the birds. On! On! Trail went behind some row houses, and down onto a path into Rockford Park I think. We ran down a path for a little while, getting mystified by a few checks but eventually finding true trail. Well I guess that's the point of a check. On! On! Sooner or later trail took us along the Brandywine River, and to that old shut down factory that hasn't been turned into condos yet, where we find the first planned beer stop, with an emphasis on planned, and a bunch of disposable water launchers for the first planned water fight. For a while us FRB's formed a gauntlet hosing down every person who came near the beer, but eventually it turned into a free for all, and those who hoped to stay out of hit, lingered by the fence. And us fence flowers lingered in vain. Otherwise we enjoyed our brews with a special treat, Heineken, Wow! I'm so old I remember it was a big deal when Heineken first became available and the first beer snobs in this area were born. On! On! Our hare gave us directions for the rest of trail that immediately included a Turkey-Eagle trail. With the Eagle trail involving climbing down a fence and an embankment. Now normally I always take the Eagle trail, but that day I had a bad feeling about it, and not wanting to end up on a You Tube video, and even worse, get lost. I took the Turkey this one time, a choice I went on to very much not regret. I was joined on trail by Weird Al, Cousin It, Lost Penis, and Wickwacker, us fabulous 5, I believe were the only ones who made it to the second planned beer stop. On! On! Turkey trail went across the bridge over the Brandywine and into Alapocos State Park. Trail took a right over towards that rock climbing wall and then an immediate right into the brush that we just passed over. We slowly, but surely managed to find and follow the very faded marks. It looked like he had hared this trail 3 days and 2 thunderstorms ago. Ah, the mistake he explained to me, is that he laid it with wheat flour. Now wheat flower might be better to make bread with, but when marking trail you're better off using the cheap- bleached white flour. On! On! Trail went passed some skimpily clad teenagers bathing in the river, and a young man swinging from a rope. Trail went up some rocks and back in the general direction from whence we came, but slowly weaved its way up a hill, over another fence and to that softball field over by the DuPont Facility. And here is where we found our hare and the second planned beer near with ammo for the second planned water fight. But there was no water gun fight as the five of us and the hare waited, and waited, and waited, to see if the rest of the pack would show up. From what I heard, this is what happened. The Eagles went about a mile or two more out of their way Before coming to that arrow that pointed back into the brush on the other side of the bridge. The rest of the Turkeys were waddling and dodo-ling and got there sometime about when the eagles did, but ran part of it backwards or ending up going in a circle, and getting everybody lost. I wasn't there, but my personal suspicion .. It was either Circle Jerk or Licks His Own that got everybody lost. Ha!! Never follow either of those two. A large part of the group made the typical decision to head back to Shop N' Fucks backyard since there was a beer there, but the smaller part of the group mad the dumb ass decision to keep following the trail as the sun was going down, long after us 5 and the beer had left. But Anyway........ On! On! After the Beer Stop trail went along the fence along the DuPont Facility, along Rt 141 or Rt 100 or whatever. Trail took a left at that road that goes by Friends School or Rockford park. Trail took another left back into Rockford park, but after losing the marks, some of us decided to to take the better marked with street signs, asphalt way back to Shop N' Fucks place, where we found most of the pack that had headed back earlier. And there was the auto-hashing Portoho, and the auto-hashing Pedalfile, who stayed true to his form and just showed up for the food as usual. Shop N' Fuck, went driving around looking for the 4 or 5 people who were still out there, but that never works. And at a hash, when you send out a search party to look for people who are lost, you then have to send out a search party for the search party, as the people you were looking for get back and the people you sent to look for them get lost. So there was no search party sent. We waited a while and circled up, as the sun was now down. Penalties and awards were dished out. Accusations were made. Accusations were also attempted to be made by Licks His Own, who couldn't complete a thought or a sentence when trying to accuse somebody. Songs were song, and Wish Boner did a few lap-dances on people. After circle we enjoyed some meatball sandwiches and some salads to go along with the mosquitoes. That is Mosquitoes and not Mojitos unfortunately. And it was shortly after we broke out the food, that the last 4 hashers, Narcigism, Kum On Inn, IHOV, and the other virgin finally made it back. Back that is, before we ate it all. A fine time we had. More lap-dances and other public displays of affection between people who aren't regular partners were done. Many mores beers were drank and many more empty beer cans ended up on Shop N' Fucks lawn, because Dancing Fool wasn't there to pick them up. But all and all, It was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #986 this Wednesday. On! On! MFP | |