February 7, 2001
About 17 thirsty hashers gathered under the full moon for this week's hash. Shirt designs and colors were decided on at the meeting beforehand, which Crotch and I missed so we could watch the shuttle launch (awesome!).
Hare extraordinaire, THOR, requested a 5-minute head start (HEAD...who said HEAD?) and was off. NO BLOW led the pack in an enthusiastic rendition of "Father Abraham" (CUM DUMPSTER seemed to be having a particularly good time), then we were On-On to the mall parking lot. After a brief search for trail at the check in the parking lot, the pack was off through the movie theater parking lot, around a lake, to another check in a field then through the woods (to grandmother's house we go). After a check here and a check there and another check (I LOVE THOR TRAILS!), the trail led us into a clearing where we saw the beer truck waiting for us (driven by the lovely and talented SPERM BURP)!! After about 15 minutes or so, we were on-on again through another field, then some shiggy (plus a few more checks), then came upon ANOTHER beer check, which was a conveniently placed cooler (did I mention how much I LOVE THOR TRAILS?!?). The DFLs were even nice enough to pick up the cooler and carry it on the rest of the trail for anybody who became thirsty along the way. Thanks SKINAMAX and CHIPPENDALE!
The last leg of this awesome trail was pretty uneventful, at least what I can remember of it. Pretty soon we came to the revered BN and circled up (I can't remember where, though!). THOR did a down-down for being the hare, of course. The pack voted "Thumbs Up" for the trail. NEUTERED did a down-down for being FRB twice and apparently bragging about it! I don't remember who the DFL was, but it wasn't COCKPIT. Whoo-hoo! LIMP DICK and PURPLE PECKER EATER were called into the circle for "too long between" and CUM DUMPSTER, LIMP DICK, MOMMA GET OFF ME YER CRUSHING MY CIGARETTES and JUST JEFF drank for not wearing proper hash attire. Shame on them. Of course, I think CUM DUMPSTER does it on purpose!
PUSSY GOURMET drank for getting a job, also for having a private party with MOUNT DORA while sitting in THOR's truck during the circle. No respect! COCKPIT made CROTCHDUSTER do a down-down for falling out of bed Saturday night...just because it's funny! THOR asked JUST JEFF to drink for not having a hash name, then PURPLE PECKER EATER did a down-down because this was her last hash with DBH3 L...we will surely miss her smiling face (among other things J). GILLIGAN...did something,
and COCKPIT drank for the 50% rule, being the only one who had not been in the circle yet. I can't remember why everyone else drank, but they did, and they liked it, and there was much rejoicing. NEUTERED suggested that we try to name JUST JEFF, but after careful consideration, we decided to table it until later. "Hannibal LickedHer" was an interesting suggestion from THOR after MOMMA told a story about one of JEFF's students eating their own flesh...or something like that.
The hashits were given away; MOMMA happily gave hers away to PUSSY GOURMET because she had called the rest of us "stupid" during the circle, and I think THOR kept his for having it stolen last week. SUX CROTCH took many incriminating pictures, which is good because the Hash Flash forgot her camera! After much more beer was consumed and chips were eaten (I can't remember the last time a Daytona Hash had chips-can you?), we decided to meet at Hooter's for some more beer and grub. About 10 of us slowly trickled in and started to order from Katie, the waitress from HELL! Katie was not amused and she was clearly agitated that we were taking our time to read the menu. I guess we should have all ordered chicken wings! THOR was not impressed by Katie's attitude so he requested another waitress. Okay, fine...so we thought. Several minutes passed and we were not being served. A waitress came and set our beer on the bar and walked away. MOUNT DORA went to check on it and the manager came over and asked us to leave! What?!?!? We were kicked out of HOOTERS?!?!? That's a DBH3 first! And there I was without my camera!
Maybe it was the full moon...
On-Out,
Cockpit
ONLY 4 WEEKS 'TIL BIKE WEEK!!