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| Hash Number: | 1233 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1233 - A Joint Hockessin/Blue Hen Green Dress Run |
| When: | March 17, 2018 |
| Where: | 100 Creek View Rd, Newark, DE |
| Hares: | Big Left Tit Dirty Wet Pussy | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1233, A Joint Hockessin/Blue Hen Green Dress Run When: Saturday, March 17, 2018 at 3:00pm HST Where: Timothy’s of Newark, 100 Creek View Rd, Newark DE 19711 Who Hare: Dirty Wet Pussy, Pube He Ate Her, and a few others What Else: Duh, wear a green dress. Tech on trail will be encouraged. There will also be a scavenger hunt with a prize. Kitchen Bitch Will be taking care of the apre. Planing on good food and bone fire. Friendlies: We are in Newark, if you want in the bar, be prepared to leave the dog outside. Hash Cash: $10.00. Min 2 bar stops and a possibly few others. D'erections: See here. | Hashers |
| Beulah Ball-Breaker Biatch Big Left Tit Bumpy Beaver Bunion Butt Butt Lite Cousin It Dirty Wet Pussy Do Me On the Beach F-Bomb F6 Gives It Away Groper Lost Penis Magic Carpet Ride Mary Fucking Poppins Mount Me NecroPheelMeUp Nip Fuck PubeHeAteHer RaidR Rug Burn Sandy Penis Beach Skidmarks Up Piss Creek Up the Rear Wet Lay | Hash Trash |
| Hash Trash for Hockessin Hash #1233, H4/Blue Hen Green Dress Run So, the slobbering pack gathered up inside and eventually outside in the parking lot of Timothy’s Pub in Newark, DE for the joint H4/Blue Hen Green Dress Run on a chilly, gray, mid 40-ish degree St. Patrick’s Day, Saturday, March 17, 2018 AD for hopefully some luck, maybe a pot-o’-gold and definitely some shenanigans. Hashers I remember encountering at some point or other included: Skidmarks, Lost Penis, PubeHeAteHer, NecroPheelMeUp, Cousin It, Mount Me, Magic Carpet Ride, Do Me On the Beach, Mary Fucking Poppins, Beulah Ball Breaker, Gives It Away, Just Donna, Bunion Butt, Wet Lay, Groper, Up Piss Creek, F6, Just Shane, Nip Fuck, Bumpy Beaver, RaidR, Biatch, Up the Rear, Butt Lite, and .... oh, we also saw Rugburn and Sandy Penis Beach for two seconds in the beginning. Our hare for today was Dirty Wet Pussy along with virgin hare, Big Left Tit. Today being a green-themed, national day of drinking, DWP decided that what better way to celebrate such a holiday than with a photo scavenger hunt. We were to form teams of at least two and were given a cardboard leprechaun or sexy leprechaun to carry with us to include in each of the photos. We were also given a list of pictures we were to obtain including one or more of your group members: with a dog, in a stranger’s car, with someone wearing a “Kiss Me I’m Irish” shirt, with a boa, with someone wearing U of D wear, with a leprechaun, hugging a stranger, kissing a stranger, with pizza, with green beads, sitting on a bike, in someone’s yard party, taking the biggest selfie, with a cop, on a bridge, with someone wearing an Eagles superbowl champions shirt, with a pot of gold, with a U of D mascot, and someone wearing a red dress (for bonus points). We were also to multi-task and actually follow a trail, which would include chalk marks and unbeknownst to us yet, some actual flour. There were to be some Beer Nears and we were advised to bring I.D. to avoid being mistaken for an incorrigible college co-ed. There would also be an Irish coffee stop provided by MFP, and Pube was charged with laying some song stops (which were forgotten-about). And so, it was time to blend into the fray of raucousness already in progress all about town. On-On! We branched out into various teams with the runners heading left, the walkers heading right and Wet Lay and Bunion Butt heading somewhere else, never to be seen nor heard from again (perhaps they are still partying with the locals). The runners trail was being swept by BLT, who had to keep corralling them in because they kept forgetting to look for marks along the way. Trail headed up to Cleveland Ave., then cut through some side streets and parking lots till we ended up on Main Street. Since most of the crowd was wearing some version of a green outfit, it was harder to distinguish between hashers and non-hashers today, but since most of the college kids had been partying since the wee hours, we had some catching up to do. We all eventually made to Arena’s for our first beer stop where we enjoyed some of the finest green beer in Newark. There were plenty of cops on bikes to pose with, but they were quickly called away to attend to a girl passed-out near an intersection. So, once enough beers were consumed for this stop, the paparazzi pack was again off on their quest for more photo-ops. On-On! Trail headed us across the street, through a few more parking lots and heading toward Delaware Ave. until we got confused and realized there were marks behind us. So we headed back toward Main until we saw DWP pointing us in the direction of a parking lot behind a coffee shop where MFP was waiting at the Irish coffee stop with Bailey’s Jamison and whipped-cream, which several people simply sprayed down their throats or on each other. It was here that Just Shane decided that the 24 Irish car bombs he had consumed earlier this morning were not exactly agreeing with him, so he decided to Uber home, but not without stopping at the Deer Park first for just one more. Once the rest of us had consumed enough of our favorite ingredients, we were off again to gather more photographic evidence in case anyone needed to be identified later. On-On! The runners were once again corralled by BLT who let us cut some trail for time, since we were spending too much time lolly-gagging, partying with and touching strangers. We headed back via Cleveland Ave. where plenty of revelers were still nearly standing, willing to be photographed and offering us cans of the finest Natural Lite. Eventually, everyone made it back to the parking lot from various directions, by whatever means necessary and we headed back to DWP’s place to continue the party. And so, our RA, MFP commenced circle after everyone’s photos were reviewed and properly judged. Beulah Ball Breaker and team were given the ultimate prize (pot-o’-gold, including various sizes of Goldschlager) for Beulah literally going “all-in” while kissing a stranger (see photo). Honorable mentions were given to F6 and Just Shane for wearing the same dress and F6 and Nip Fuck got to drink for their son’s 24 car bombs, since he had to bail early to drink some more. Magic Carpet Ride was made to drink for joining circle when it was nearly over after staying inside to get warm and apparently not wondering where anyone was. DWP drank for designing a most shitty trail, which everyone agreed should become a tradition. And at some point, it was decided that she hash should go in peace. Following circle, Kitchen Bitch treated us to a wonderful traditional Irish spread of corned beef, cabbage and potatoes along with bread and veggies. We enjoyed plenty more Irish beers (or PBR’s) around a roaring fire and all in all it was another shitty trail. (*See the photos posted to H4’s Facebook page for more shits and giggles). And stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1-2-3-4 this Saturday. On-On! NecroPheelMeUp | |