IH3 Trail #439

It was probably one of the last gorgeous days we are going to see in Ithaca for another 9 months or so. Quite a few of us, decided that it was a perfect day for hashing, especially through the Cornell campus, and in particular when the trail was set by 2 virgin hares, Sideshow Jesus, and Nut Roper.

We met at the Vet school parking lot, anticipating a very shitty trail. Floss was there, without with LOA (I hope the rest of you hashers that didn’t cum to the hash, went over to TBurg and had lots of fun with LOA who was home alone). Ball wrinkle, Dances, 1/2 Monty, Bitch Squealer, *69, Hound Whore, Spike, Hungman, Just Lynn, Just Russ, and 3 virgins (Just Jenny, Just Chrissy, and Just Woody). And of course, this jolly pussy writting the rehash. I’m not sure about the last guy’s name, but Jesus and Nut Roper kept calling him woody (I didn’t really want to ask if there is a story behing that name……). Of course, I should not forget the dogs, Max, Hershey, Parker, and Jacob the horny dog.

We head-ed out (HEAD, WHO SAID HEAD?)… going through some fields behind the greenhouses, making our way through the plantations. We found a WTF hash mark on trail. Now, this was a first time this mark was used. I think it meant What the f***. If you guys have any ideas, check out the second picture of the hash from Dances’ website. to me it looks like a 69, (hm…. maybe *69 were you by any change the inspiration for this piece of art?)

anyways, we made it up and down the hills, over bridges, cross roads, through streams, and finally BEEEERRRR. Alas, the hares, didn’t have all that much at the rest! ohhhh, what a tragedy? a few had to settle for dry lips, and others for water.

off we went, a few with dry shoes still, making our way towards Beebee lake. You know, there are snapping turtles in the lake, so all of you sausage owners out there better watch out next time you go swimming!…….(an old lady gave a few male hashers this advice). Apparently around the lake, some, decided to go and have a fifth-some. BW, disappeared, with 1/2 Monty, BS, and *69, and if that was not enough, they also took with them Hershey and Parker. Now, what 4 hashers were doing with 2 chocolate labs, I don’t know, but my mind is left to wonder…………..

While near Beebee, we realized that apparently wearing Speedos is back in fashion, so all of you guys get them out of your closets (we know you used to wear one some time ago), put them on, and show us your packages!…….

Another beer stop was near. Of course the hares had to make it hard for us, so they put it in the small island that’s in the middle of the lake. Oh well, for the sake of getting the good JUICE, i’ll get my feet wet. However, someone still managed to keep his feet dry!…..

And again, off we went up hill, making our way through west campus, ending somewhere (not over the rainbow), but in fall creek again below the suspension bridge above Stewart Ave. More beer was there for everyone, and after we drunk some more, we continued on trail. Cross the bridge, around houses, through a “sewage pipe” (or something like that), and finally ending at the back yard of our hares’ frat house.

Nut Roper and Spike were playing with sausages (the ones you put in your mouth, and taste really good, and you can actually bite them without causing anyone pain…..), and burgers, while the rest of us were getting ready for the circle. The squirrels had managed to dig into the buns, so there weren’t many buns to wrap the meat!……

At the circle, pretty much everyone drunk. Of course the hares for a shitty trail, Spike for being BLEAB, Hungman for BLAB, I think Just Woody for FRBing, and Just Chrissy for DFL.

Dog owners drunk, virgins drunk, Just Lynn drunk for making 2 virgin girls come at once (wow, she is skilled!……), comes latelys drunk, a few of us drunk for hash crashes, and so on and so on.

Hungman drunk for dry shoes, and BW, 1/2 Monty, BS, *69 drunk for an extensive murky moment involving bestiality.

We gave just Lynn a side side for her bday which was 2 weeks ago, and we also got to name her… Ahhhhhhhhhh what a joyous time. After a very long debate, Just Lynn -( the owner of Jacob the horny dog who by the way masturbated several times, while giving himself a blowjob in front of us) – was named “Rub my Klondike Bare”. For explanations, either ask her, or Floss, or Ball Wrinkle.

Then, since it seemed we were enjoying tossing beer on people, we decided to go ahead and do another naming. Just Russ, gave us several opportunities on trail for a name. three times he had to publicly pi, and decided to pull out his weenie and relieve himself. Hence, we found it appropriate to name him: “Three Times A Weenie”.

I think by this point, we run out of beer, and we decided to close the circle and head home. Floss, was hoping to catch LOA in action with some of her other male friends so he could video tape it. BS was determined to start playing Rugby again. Rub my Klondike Bare had a very horny dog, and she needed to at least get him away from the other dogs. Monty was determined to find his speedo so he can wear it at the next hash. And I just hope the virgins come hash with us again, after a wild and fun, trail and circle we had.

For everyone who wasn’t at this hash, you should cum to the next one. For everyone who was at this hash, we had a blast, and you should still cum to the next one. Heck, let’s just ALL cum in 2 weeks…….

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