I am too lazy to update the web side but back end is up to date.
| Hash Details | |
|---|---|
| Hash Number: | 988 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #988 |
| When: | Aug. 7, 2013 |
| Where: | 109 Brennen Drive, Newark, DE |
| Hares: | N'aybe I Should Cum on Time Queenie Dingleberry Smells Like Hash Spirit | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #988 When: Wednesday, August 7, 2013, at 6:30pm Where: 109 Brennen Dr, Newark, DE Who: Naybe I Should Come on Time, Queenie Dingle Berry & Smells Like Hash Spirit What Else: Bring a dry bag. Dog Friendly: yes D'erections: From I-95, take the Rt. 273 West exit towards Newark. Go about 1.5 miles and take the exit for Rt. 4 West towards Newark. Go for ~1/2 mile, pass the School for the Deaf and then then other schools and take a right onto Pearson Drive. Take a right onto Brennen Drive, find 109, knock on the door, and ask the nice lady for help -- god knows you need it ... a beer that is. | Hashers |
| Amber Alert Asshopper Baby Jessica Beastialidocious Bunion Butt Butthead Cousin It Cribsnatcher Dead End Deadhead Dirty Wet Pussy Erection Expert Gizz Specialist Kum On Inn Lick Stick Lost Penis Mary Fucking Poppins N'aybe I Should Cum on Time Narcigism Perfect Woman Queenie Dingleberry Rug Burn Seen Your Panties Slutmaster Smells Like Hash Spirit Sporto Spunk Monkey Strawberry Shortcake The International House of Virgins The S&M Man The Wetter the Better Wet Lay Wickwacker | Hash Trash |
| Hockessin Hash #988 So the slobbering pack met up in front of Smells Like Hash Spirits house and in front of her neighbor’s house on the early evening of Wednesday August the 7th, 2013. And oh, yes there were many of us there early, which was too bad because Perfect Woman, the Beer Meister waited to show up there on time. Though the clouds covered the sky your RA once again managed to keep the rain away for the following hashers present: Dead End, Cribsnatcher,Senor Panties, Dirty Wet Pussy, Kum On Inn, Mary Fucking Poppins, Lost Penis, Rugburn, The Hasher Formerly Known as Schporto, Spunk Monkey,Wet Lay, Bunion Butt, Wickwacker, Amber Alert, GIS Specialist, Cousin IT, Slutmaster, Deadhead, Erection Expert, Narcijizm, Asshopper, The Wetter The Better, International House of Virgins, Beastyaladocious, Butthead, Lick & Stick, The S and M Man, Just Taha, Just Mustafa, and many, many others. In another great, wonderful example of coordination and team work, Smells Like Hash Spirit was the hare, with her 5 and 6 year old Just Shania and Just Senora, and Crib Snatcher who was there to help. Or, more likely, was there because he needs help. And as I was informed later, just about no help from the other two supposed to be co-hares, N’aybe I should Cum on Time and Queenie Dingleberry. And that would explain why neither one of them seemed to know where the trail was going. I do understand they did help fill up the water balloons for the planned post hash water-balloon fight. But just so you know, that counts as doing ... absolutely fucking nothing!!!!! We don’t expect your first trail laying to be perfect, ladies, but as hares we do expect you to do something … like throwing down a few marks, taking care of the food, dropping off the beer for the beer stop … yeah something. Try to do a better job next time ladies …. So, the culinarily gifted, but directionally challenged Smells Like Hash Spirit, the recent hero of the 6 o’clock news, and the now struggling, single mother of two, wings haring the whole trail by herself, while cooking the food at her house at the same time and baby-sitting her two daughters and a Crib Snatcher. And so … we had the blind leading the blind, deaf and stupid, thus resulting in the following -- One of the non-haring hares, N’aybe I should Cum on Time, gives the chalk talk and attempts to explain the marks to our virgin Just Mustafa, though Perfect Woman’s truck was parked over them. She forgot to draw the false mark, the check-back mark, the On In, and the Beer Near mark, but I guess that doesn’t matter since our virgin was a non-drinker. The arrow points out towards the direction of the school and ... On! On! We find marks in the front parking lot of the so and so elementary school, marks lead out to Chestnut Hill Rd/ Rt 4, and we find a check, in which, Yours Truly MFP, is the only one to go the wrong way. True trail goes down the road into the neighborhood and there we find Dead End and the Beer, though it turned out the Beer Stop was supposed to be somewhere else later. Well no one ever complained about a beer near being too early. So we enjoyed our brews for a few minutes, while some others stopped to pick up some tasty treats from the nearby ice cream truck. And On! On! We find a check, and our two non-haring hares take the false trail, something they might not have done if they actually hared this thing and knew where it was going. True Trail goes out to the patch of woods along the school for the deaf. We find a check, but never this beer near mark we were told about, but that didn’t exactly matter by this point. True trail takes us left and out into a field. On! On! True trail takes us across the field, where we see the On In and get back to Smells Like Hash Spirit’s drive way, about 5 or maybe 10 minutes after we left to go on this trail. Though few in our group were about to complain about trail being too short. We circle up, awards and penalties are dished. Just Taha, who was on a religious fast, unfortunately gets called out for wearing new shoes, and so your RA does a down-down for him, but not, out of his shoes. Our non-haring hare N’yabe wants to name Just Shania and Just Senora, and so your RA lets her take over the naming ceremony. Just Shania gets named Baby Jessica, for those of you who remember the 1980’s, the name is fitting for somebody who always seems to be trying to get themselves killed. Just Senora got named Strawberry Short Cake, though if it was up to me, she would have been named Cry Baby, because that’s what she did the whole time. We again forgot to make Butthead drink and reward him the hashshit for his shenanigans back during the family values hash in June, before circle was closed for everything but announcements. Afterwards we had the planned water gun, water balloon fight, and some of us got to give some pay back to Baby Jessica and Strawberry who had been ambushing everybody with squirt guns before the hash. After the water melee, we enjoyed some fine grub, prepared by our Hash Chef, Smells Like Hash Spirit, along with our brews. And well, that’s the first time this summer we totally killed all the hash beer. We even drank all that crappy wine that’s been rolling around in the cooler since May, resulting in a drunk and obnoxious Schporto. All in All in was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #989 this Wednesday On! On! MFP | |