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| Hash Number: | 1022 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1022 |
| When: | March 29, 2014 |
| Where: | 7 Appleby Lane, Landenberg, PA |
| Hares: | Mary Fucking Poppins Nucking Futz | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1022 When: Saturday, March the 29th, 2014AD, 3pm HST Where: 7 Appleby Lane, Landenburg PA, 19350: Park in the cul de’ sac in front of the long ass drive, or go down the drive and we’ll direct you where. Hash Cash: Still 5 bucks Hares: Nucking Futz , in honor of her B-Day, with “Help” from MFP Rules! Rules! and Dancing Fools: NO SHOES! NO DIRT! NO DOG! IN HOUSE!!! SHOES, DIRT, AND DOG OK ON TRAIL THOUGH. Also, the helpful presence of Dancing Fool is requested on this day. We’ll even pay the Fool’s hash cash if he can make it out this far. Dry bag recommended. And Listening to Chalk Talk strongly recommended. Questions, Comments, Lost? D'erections (not provided by the hare, so beware): For you old farts ... Danger! Peter Christopher! Danger! ... not really, it's ok, we're not being transported to a time a long, long ago when a hasher named Rosebutt ruled these parts, but if you remember how to get to his house, just turn one street before Rosebutt's old street ... for the rest of you, it's just north of Fair Hill, MD; in PA, off of Strickerville Rd. Easy d'erections. From I-95, take the Rt. 273 west exit towards Newark. Follow it for about 8 miles, going on Main Street, Newark, into Maryland. After about a mile in MD, take a right onto Appleton Rd, take it into PA to the first stop sign, take a left onto Strickersville Rd. Go about a 1/2 mile and take a right onto Berkshire Road. Applebly Lane will be on left. | Hashers |
| Bunion's Bitch Butthead Circle Jerk Cribsnatcher Dancing Fool Dead End Deathwish Devil Woman Gives It Away Lost Penis Mary Fucking Poppins Mount Me Narcigism Nucking Futz Skidmarks Spunk Monkey Two Buck Fuck Wickwacker | Hash Trash |
| Hockessin Hash# 1022 So the slobbering pack gathered up in front of the fine pad belonging to Nucking Futz in the hood of Landenberg PA, on the fine rainy, windy, soggy, muddy day of March the 29th2014. Your RA failed you once again, as he did the last time we were around here. Or maybe not, because it still was a fine day for a hash. Fitting as it was, since the last time we ran in this area, back in January during Beastie’s gum shoe hash, we had a similar gift from the gods, except no thunder and lightning this time, other than that coming out of Skidmark’s ass. But even so, those of us who came out had quite a blast…… Hashers I remember being present at some point: Wickwacker, Deathwish, DeadEnd, Dancing Fool, Spunk Monkey, Circle Jerk, Two Buck Fuck, Gives it Away, Skidmarks, Lost Penis, Mount Me, Bunions Bitch, Devil Woman, Butthead, Narcigism, Cribsnatcher, and many, many others. The hares of the day were Nucking Futz who did this in honor of her B-Day. And this being her first time haring, she chose the wise veteran of many and much, yours truly-Mary Fucking Poppins, to show her “The right way” to throw down the marks. We began laying the marks about 11:30am that day, and laid them down thick, for the rain kept coming and coming, but wasn’t able to wash our shit……… away. Deathwish showed up early and kindly set up a tent-Gazebo thing, in front the garage for us to hang out and circle under. Dancing Fool showed up soon after and brought with him a fine birthday cake for the hare, then got busy cleaning the garage. After the rest of the slobbering pack arrived, about 20 past 3, your RA sent them on trail. On! On! Trail went up the long-ass driveway onto Appleby Lane, then Berkshire road. There was a check at Crossan Court, but that didn’t hold the back up for too long. On! On! Trail went down Crossan Court and out to Strickersville Road. There was a check that didn’t hold people up for too long, other than Butthead and Wickwacker that is. Trail took us over a gate and into the horse park across the street. While we saw no horses that day, we did see many horse droppings. They left us quite a minefield to go through. On! On! Trail went down a hill through and through some razor sharp thorns. We hit a beaten path for a while and went down a hill to a creek to the shot stop, where your hares had appropriated a three gallon jug of fireball cinnamon whisky. With the weather not being perfect and all, and some other unrelated factors, our harriets stayed off trail that day, keeping their cunts high and dry above the rest of us, while waiting at the beer stop. So we had ourselves a bit of a stag party. And the 10 or so of us swinging dicks managed to consume over half of that big bottle of fireball. A decision Skidmarks would come to regret later that evening. After a few minutes of male bonding we got back on trail. On! On! Trail went across the creek and up the hill. Well, actually, most the hashers went up the hill, while trail went around the hill. Wickwacker being the only one who was able to figure this out. Trail went into the trees, across the water again, then back up a hill. Deathwish got lost for a bit, or maybe not, but soon got back on the path. On! On! Trail then went down a hill and back into the woods for a bit. We went across a soggy marsh, something DWP would have appreciated, then up the hill again through some more razor sharp thorns. At the top of hill we found a fence, and through the gap in the fence we went out to that gravel parking lot off Strictersrville Road, where we were joined by Dead End and the rest of the auto hashing cunts for the Beer Stop. We enjoyed our brews for a while, in the fine Scottish weather, as the rain began to fall sideways for a while. Wickwacker, enjoying his rare FRB status, decides to go back on trail first, and ruined the surprise by finding the Back Check 7 before the rest decided to depart. On! On! Trail went down Fairview Lane, and through the softball field backing up to Nucking Futz’s yard. All and all we finished trail in less than an hour. We hung out for a while under Death Wish’s tent, enjoying some more drinks, some chips and some other stuff. And we were joined by Cribsnatcher who actually showed up with the paper products this time. The circle was opened, and awards and penalties were dished out. Our first in, Bunions Bitch, disappeared for a while changing into his nice dry clothes, always a mistake to do before circle, and so we punished him for it afterwards. We sang happy birthday hasher style to the birthday girl, and awarded her a necklace, and a nice one too, courtesy of DWP. Announcements were made, Wickwacker still has shit for sale, and the Red Dress Run will be on Wednesday May the 7th. Someone kindly remind Cribsnatcher of that. After circle was closed, we commenced with the feast. Our first time host was a very generous one at that. We were treated to, among other things, shrimp, bean dip, turkey wrap rolls, some mighty fine meat balls that went pretty quick, spring rolls, and many, many different kinds of nuts …. Fitting, to go along with our brews, the rest of the fire-ball whisky that we killed, and some “Bitch” brand red wine. And we can’t forget Dancing Fool’s birthday cake that Death Wish tried to set on fire. It was hard to leave that room hungry, or sober I tell you. Lost Penis appeared at some point after attending some engagement party. And Skidmarks felt a bit under the weather for a little while, due to too much fireball, but eventually got his second wind. And for hours we entertained ourselves with this Karaoke set up, that Nucking Futz had on her TV. Spunk Monkey, Dead End and Lost Penis rocked the mike. And we sang, and we sang and we sang until our vocal chords blew out and our ears bled; The Eagles, The Rolling Stones, Sir Mix A Lot, Frank Sinatra, Abba, and almost every group you can think of. But all and all it was another shitty trail…….. Well you chumps who missed it can just keep telling yourselves that. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1023 this Saturday Oh and it looks like I’m haring that one too. Lucky you. On! On! MFP | |