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| Hash Number: | 1028 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1028 - H4's Annual Red Dress Run |
| When: | May 7, 2014 |
| Where: | 158 East Main Street, Newark, DE |
| Hares: | Cribsnatcher Crusty Calves Hot Pants Kum On Inn Nip Fuck Smells Like Hash Spirit | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1028, H4's Annual Red Dress Run When: Today, Wednesday, May 7, 2013 at 6:30pm, get there early to pre-lube Where Harriettes: Klondike Kate's Where Harriers: across the street, Iron Hill Brewery Who: Cribsnatcher, Kum On Inn, Smells Like Hash Spirit, Nip/Fuck, Crusty Calves, and Hotpants What to Expect: Trail, partially separate for the boys and girls, with a scavenger hunt. What Else: Uh, wear a red dress. Goodwill on Main Street and the Salvation Army on Elkton Road are close by for your last minute red dress needs. Dog Friendly: For the run, sure, if they are wearing a red dress, bandanna, dye their fur red, etc. and don't mind hanging outside of a bar at a beer stop. For the apres, no. D'erections: See here. | Hashers |
| Asshopper Baby Jessica Bumpy Beaver Bunion Butt Butthead Cause for Blindness Cousin It Cribsnatcher Crusty Calves Dead End Devil Woman Dick Fingers Dirty Wet Pussy F6 Famous Jack Gives It Away Hot Pants Kum On Inn Lost Boy Lost Penis Mary Fucking Poppins Miss Pissylvania NecroPheelMeUp Nip Fuck Nucking Futz Perfect Woman PubeHeAteHer Sir Jacks A Lot Skidmarks Smells Like Hash Spirit Sporto Spunk Monkey Strawberry Shortcake Two Buck Fuck Wet Lay Wishboneher Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Hockessin Hash #1028 So, the slobbering pack gathered up at two different bars on the early Wednesday evening of May the 7th, 2014 AD for the annual Red Dress disaster. For it was the will of the one masterminding this thing that the chicks be separated from the boys for the beginning of the hash with the XX over at Klondike Kate’s and the XY across the street at the Iron Hill, for the purpose of playing the two groups against each other for a scavenger hunt of sorts. Hashers I remember being present at some point: The Dicks (And not all in Red Dresses): Skidmarks, Spunk Monkey, Dead End, Lost Boy, Woody, The Hasher Formerly Known as Schporto, Bunion Butt, Mary Fucking Poppins, Hot Pants, Ass Hopper, Perfect Woman, Just Chris, Two Buck Fuck, Cousin It with Famous Jack, Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck, Dick Fingers, Butthead, and many, many others. And the Cunts: Gives It Away, Bumpy Beaver, Lost Penis, Dirty Wet Pussy, Devil Woman, Just Polly, Miss Piss , Kum On Inn, Nucking Futz, Cause For Blindness, Wet Lay, Just Samantha, Wishboner, and many, many others. For our hares of the day, The mastermind of this thing, for lack of a better term, was of course Cribsnatcher, who had an ever changing line up of co-hares to supposedly help him including Smells Like Hash Spirit with Baby Jessica and Strawberry Shortcake, and Sir Jacks A lot- who I think was the one who must have laid the trail part. Of course we were told many, many times that there was no trail, as we were handed bags with lists of items that the hashers were told to obtain if they wanted to win the scavenger hunt. As far as I know, we all won, for we all got beer. And once a frantic Cribsnatcher succeeded in both setting up and closing out two different tabs at the two different bars, it was time for us to waste about 30 minutes of our time. So the guys and gals ran up and down all over Main Street for a little while trying to pick up the stuff on their lists. From what I could see this contest was rigged to favor the females though, for most of the stuff on the guy’s list you had to pay for. After we finished making fools of ourselves for a little while, the dicks and the cunts met up on the porch of Catherine Rooney’s, where we were joined by some late cummers. And so we took our time consuming a few dozen mini-pitchers, and taking a few dozen pictures, some of which have since been posted on facebook. Now, after telling us at least a dozen times that there was to be no trail today, Cribsnatcher then informs us that there was a trail, and we could pick it up on South College Avenue by the Trabant center. But more than a few of the hashers, of course, just headed to the Deer Park where Dead End got busy setting up the hash tab. For those of us who did go on trail it was On! On! We ran down South College Ave, but for the first time in history, did not enter the Trabant Center. There was a check or some misleading mark going up Amstel Road, that Skidmarks followed for a bit, but true trail went down to Orchard Avenue. And as the Sun was quickly going down, it fittingly went down Sunset Road. On! On! Trail went down Sunset Road. Till the End where we found a big beer near mark in front of the home of Sir Jacks A Lot. Of course, it did take a while for most of the remaining pack to understand this, and for Cousin It to show up with the beer. So Sir Jacks A lot was kind enough to share his private stash with some of us impatient hashers until our new Beer Meister parked in front of the wrong house, but was close enough by that we could direct him. One by one, the walkers and those lost made it to the driveway, except the ones I forgot about. Seeing that it might not be prudent this time to circle in the Deer Park parking lot, we decided to circle there, and our new RA’s Skidmarks and Wishboner ran a half decent circle, though we required a few stunt livers to take all the necessary penalties. And thanks to our new RA’s we got a little more variety with the songs this time. After awards and penalties were dished out, and announcements were made, we headed back to the Deer Park where we were joined by the non-dress wearing Just Chris, Perfect Woman and Dick Fingers among others including some of the ones who didn’t go on trail and who didn’t go home yet. I say, if the goal of the Red Dress run is to get the group as scattered as possible, Crib has been doing a fantastic job of that the last couple of years. However, he was very generous, this time, when it came to ordering food and booze for those of us who sucked it up and stuck it out. We enjoyed Chicken Wings, nachos, and other half price appetizers, to go along with our Yuenglings, Mojitos, and just about any drink hashers wanted to order that went on the hash tab. But all and all it was another shitty Red Dress run. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash# 1029 this Wednesday. On! On! MFP | |