DBH3 Hash #783
2004-Aug-11
Hare: No Blow
Hare-Aid: Momma
Hounds:Bone My Ass, Bung-Holy-O, Burning Bush, Cockpit,
Crotchduster, Dill Dough, F*ckin' Goofy, Gilligan, I'm So F*cked, Just
Chris, Just Wendy, Nunya, Peterphile, Rolling Hooters, Semen Hole, Shit
Dickler, Skinamax, Sunkin' Shit, Waaayy Beyond Gay, Yoke Choker
Visitors: Hairy Itchy Bunghole (Orlando Bike-O-Psycho), Lunar
Eclit (O2H3), Pro Boner (Orlando Bike-O-Psycho), Studwitch (Orlando)
Habitual Latecummer: Divide My Pi with Virgin Brent
I figured I'd better get this done before Hurricane Frances huffs and
puffs and blows my house down, so here it is...
The future Mr. & Mrs. No Blow's pad was the starting point for this
week's hash. No Blow hared the trail while Momma slaved over a hot
stove. No Blow was still dressed in his grown-up clothes when we arrived
and he informed us that he had no idea where this trail was going. He
was just planning to grab a bag of flour and start running.
Shortly after the pack took off, the autohashers (Waayyy, Cockpit,
Crotchduster and Skinamax) picked up Sunk'n Shit (that's gotta be a
first). He said he was ranging, but he was going completely the opposite
direction of trail. So, he hopped in Waayyy's truck and rode with the
underachievers to the beer check. When we heard the FRBs coming, Sunk'n
Shit jumped into the woods and started blowing his whistle, running
towards the beer truck so the FRBs would think he was the FRB. It
worked...for a minute.
Apparently there was lots of wet shiggy and lots of big ass spiders
on trail. Goofy ate a few of them-he said they taste like chicken. The
autohashers lost Sunk'n Shit at the beer check and gained Yoke
Choker. The second half of trail went over the spot where that dead
boy's body was found a couple of months ago and went past the roadside
memorial set up for him, where No Blow had used a special "RIP"
mark.
Burning Bush earned her 25 whistle this week. Just Wendy announced
that she had been promoted HEAD Dispatcher, which will come in handy
when we get around to naming her. Pro Boner told an interesting story
about how he was porking some dude's wife and the dude walked in and
kissed her. Good thing he already has a name, because I'm sure we could
have come up with something good after that story!
A whole bunch of clumsy f*ckers fell down on trail...No Blow said
that was a sign of a successful trail. All the teachers did a
back-to-school down-down.>/p>
We decided to name Just Chris (Shit Dickler's lady friend) this
week. Someone asked her where she met Shit Dickler and her reply was, "I
don't remember." I'm So F*cked suggested "Can't Remember Shit."
Done.
So there you have it. I'm outta here before the storm comes. See ya
when I see ya.
Be safe.
On-On,
Cockpit
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