DBH3 Hash #1072

2009-Jul-08

Shirtless Hash

Hares: Meatledd Taco, Skid Row

Hounds: 5 O'Clock Shadow, Baaack that Sheep Up, Bobble Head, Bone My Ass, Divide My PI, Fecal F*cker, Gilligan, Got Crabs?, Grizzly Anus, Just Guy 1 (left of Poopalingus), Lunar E-Clit, Momma, Must turd, Nickel, Nookie Nacks, Paid to Lay, Peterless Porceline Pussy, Poopalingus, Red Rum, Semen Hole, Shorty, Stickey Books, Tap My Ass, Vercache Crotchie, Waayyy Beyond Gay,

Virgins: Just Chris,

Visitors:

It was a dark and rainy night...we met up at the Blow family's pad and it was so great to see Momma and those adorable baby Blow's. It was also great to see Mr. Nickle aka Waaaay and to see how nice his baby bump is growing. In spite of the rains we had a good turn out and all of us (including the hasher doggies) signed cards to send to Bow Cocky and Nunya.

So off we go down the dirt Rd. for about 200 yards and there goes 5 O' Clock heading back...she'd decided she has done enough trail by-golly and it was time to autohash. (little did she know how good of a choice that was). We went on down the road and turned a corner and there was a beer check already..woo-hoo very cool. This trail is easy!

Off we go again, but this time we end up in the deep dark spidery, ticky, saw palmetto, thorny trip viney infested, hilly, wet trail. Honestly, if you did not follow right where the hasher in front of you walked, you were eating and tearing through banana spider webs that were strong enough to snare a bird. YUK...but Oh Boy, BN ahead..we are done...we can rest!!

Nope...the hares were confused on the BN vs.BC marks soooo off we go again through more of the same only now its really dark. Assorted creative cursing was heard as we struggled along. FINALLY we get out of the shiggy on to blessed pavement...ahhhhh...and there is more beer so this is the END right??

NOPE....another BC and something about the end is only around the corner...but I was fortunate enough to get the inside scoop that maybe it is time to get a ride because the end is really over 2 miles away. So many set off on foot only to find trail is not so close nor so well marked and after quite a while trail is auto-sweeped (swept) to gather up the stragglers.

By now Crabby as miraculously lit a wet pile of brush and turned it into a roaring toasty fire. We circle up with many complaints of trail injuries and falling down, getting lost etc...after the normal dd's, we also took a moment to do a down-down on behalf of Bow Cocky whom we all love, and pray everyday for his recovery. And of course we also love our awesome Vice RA Nunya. And we miss them both. After circle the yummy taco feast should be mentioned again!!

Oh, and lastly, I have to note that Dickler could not attend because he was studying for a really important test that he can tell about if he wants to. All I know is he passed with flying colors...all straight A's.

On~out
Miss BMA

Skid and Meatless,

Thank you for another very memorable shirtless trail adventure. I am still picking spider webs out of areas I did not know webs could go....eeks! Aside from that, and my really banged up shin and saw palmetto lacerations, it was great fun. (But then again, I did opt to autohash for the final 2.5 mile death march after the third beer check). The bonfire and soft tacos and rice were extremely yummy!!

Oh, by the way, I took off my black "sh*t creek survivor" cap to sing Swing Low and left it next to the plastic Adirondack chair by the fire. Could you please look for it? Thanks!!

On~on,
Boney

Last modified: Friday, 2009-Jul-10 09:39:45 PM EDT