A Drinking Club with a Running Problem
[Try and decipher the autocorrect on this one. -Ed.] ——————————————————– Since I found he notes form this hash in my glove compartment, and I have several more hours of driving to do. I suppose I can do this rehash, so Flossil stops bugging me….
From the beginning, the trail was destined to fail. Arrow? That was a right turn arrow?blasphemy! Descending into the underbrush quickly, brambles tearing at our tender flesh (okay, so I should have worn pants), the trail quickly took a turn into the swamp. Just…
It was the day after St. Patrick’s Day and it appeared that several half-minds were still wearing their outfits from the night before. Ass Ripper and Virgin Lance(?) were in kilts and Flossil had green hair dye on his chin that made him look…
So everyone there was lots of talk about showing up for a great march hash…then most people pussed out. hares wowie her soggy cookie eating partner a smattering of hounds arrive in a fornication delayed procession. a few even deeming to overachieve and R*N…
Well, it was a typical Sunday afternoon in midwinter…..sunny…..temps in the mid 30’s….and…. NO SNOW! Typical for this winter any ways…. As we (myself and Safety Dog) pulled up to the Lady Bug Pub, I actually stopped to see if there were halfminds milling…
The pack was all assembled one chilly wintry day upon the hills of Virgil the pack would roam and stray. Brave Butt Floss showed up early with an Inky and PG And with their rugged chariot scouted trail for you and me. You see,…
Why did you make us hash all alone? One sunny Superbowl Sunday, a small but dedicated band of half-minds gathered at about 1:69PM at the Lady Bug Pub for another sh*tty trail. Spermholio showed up early to start testing the suds, while Just Lisa…
2011-01-22 Re-Hash Hammond Hill Hares: Porcelain Goddess, Master Baster Arriving quite hung over and unnecessarily on time, us Flour City hashers stood around merrily, eating a frozen beer, looking for similar half-minds and finding only fine, upstanding citizens out for some wholesome snow-related Sunday…
Hare: Kickstand BEAB: CoCo, Just Dante, and little coco BLAB: Buttfloss, and FIFI thats it Arriving a bit early a few hares may or may not have walked some of the trail ahead of time. Finally the hare was found, sitting in a camp…
Some hashes aren’t worth remembering, much less re-hashing. The Halloween(ie) Hangover hash was definitely not one of those. Though my memory of the hash is somewhat spotty (probably because the hash included GOOD beer instead of the typical swill), I remember that it was…