A Drinking Club with a Running Problem
Re-Hash #458 6-5-2005
Staffy and Harry Condom’s Drink Naked Hash
Floss and Loa, Ball Wrinkle, E.T., Tequila (IT’S NOT PINK) Bill, JSUAD, Just Eric, Half Monty, Sphincter Sickle, Pond Scum, Just Janis, Just Joy, Just June, Hound Whore and welcome to virgin Just Scott who is already counting forward every other Sunday on his calendar to make sure he doesn’t miss a hash. And lots of Hashing Dogs too, Max, Odin, Hershey, Parker and Cums Lately, Toby.
Up Hammond Hill on the Finger Lakes Trail we go were we have been promised pretty beers and pretty treats. Bushwhacking, confused hashers got off to a slow start as true trail was lost about five times in the first fifteen minutes. But we did find it and with a check here and a Y there up the hill we went and then down and then up and over and down and then one of those dreaded B.C.’s and back up we went and up some more. But enough of the exhausting details there’s beer at the top of this hill. And beer we drank while the names of 15 or so Hashers went into the guest book at the radio tower dealy niner. And up some more and over and down down down down down. But much to Staffy’s dismay we missed the marks for her last meander through the woods before descending on the final hash rest were we found, shockingly, more beer, M&M’s and Chex Mix. Pretty treats indeed. Out to the road and back to the cars we went.
Back at Casa del Salmon we were joined by those who cut it off, Phil M’Crackin, Vibrator and Bobbit award receiving Licker Harder. LOA made a guest appearance as RA Flanked by Tequila and yours truly as spanking needing altar boys. We decided it was getting high time to name Just Eric but after deliberations of themes around young children, fast cars, and pretty flowers we couldn’t come to a consensus. Just Eric didn’t seem to like many of the names we threw out. Does he know that the one he complains about most is the one he’s most likely to get? Staffy and Harry Condom Jr. drank twice for their shirts — once because they were alike and once because they lied. We seemed to have a number of hashers were doo-rags and sunglasses – they drank. A bleeb here a blab there, some incestuous gay lovers, private partiers, the occasional RA down-down — they all drank. Lastly we closed out the circle with a birthday side-side for Monty and a not-so side-side for Just June.
See ya in Hector. Apparently Spike is going to set trail…….
On-On
Hound Whore