I would like to begin by saying thank you to Popeye for being a hash flash extraordinaire. The evenings all become a blur each time Rudy asks “she doesn’t have to drive home tonight…right?” so I appreciate the pictures to help me remember why I wake up with such a pounding headache on Thursdays as well as to help me write hash trash about a trail I remember very little about.
The hares for the evening were PMS and Diggity Diggity (This I did remember!) Special attendance prizes were promised to the first 20 hashers that showed up for tonight's events. Given that there was a rather large turnout at the hash, I must not have been the only one hoping that the "special attendance prize" would be a chance to remove one of the many staples that Bend Over Granny acquired in his cranium at the previous week's hash. To everyone's disappointment, his torn up cranium did not make an appearance tonight.
Here’s how the evening progressed: Trail was described in a fabulous shade of purple by PMS and everyone paid close attention while Diggity explained how important it was that her box be retrieved from the jello shot stop and promptly be returned to her as she must have it for work the next day. After some hair pulling by Lock Nut, an awful exchange of pick up lines between Halley’s Comet and Shot by Whore, and lots of toxic bug spray inhaled by many, we were off into the woods where we quickly discovered jello shots in an area that smelled of dead animal. Shortly after leaving the beer stop, we ran a little ways through the woods, crossed a bridge (I guess...since there's pictures of a bridge) until we soon reached the beer stop. We ran past grant's farm as the trail led us to a bike trail where we were fortunate to see old men in biker shorts (lovely site). Ran through a neighborhood and were harassed by a van full of auto hashers until the trail once again turned back into the woods where more beer was enjoyed by all. Back to circle with plenty of daylight to spare.
While waiting for the DFL's, a competition to see who
could do the most push ups was put on by Bozo, Diggity and Mother
Abraham and meanwhile Barnstar was showing off her dry ice beer
sculpture. Those hashers who did 1 jello shot at the stop were called
into the circle. Still remains a mystery why we were called in for
this one. As Dewey
already asked “wasn’t the point of the stop to actually consume the shots??”
There was 1 virgin (Just Katie) that joined us at the beginning of trail
but she must have needed extra time out on the trail to learn all the marks
because her and Shot by a whore were nowhere to be found for most of the
circle. Yours truly demonstrated a proper down down for the virgin
and many drinks were taken by midgets. It goes without saying who
took home the hashshit once again for not running with the previous hashshit. Here’s a hint… it went to the same person
that didn’t have to drive herself home!
Nothing too exciting to report from the on-after. Burning has still not shared with us the names of the hashers that were sitting at his table.