2003-Jul-02
Hare: Neutered
Hounds: Gilligan, Richard Pierce, Just Mike #1, Just JP, Tongue In Groove, WishYouWereQueer, Sunk'n Shit, Yoke Choker, Amelia Airfart, Tool Time, Just Mike #2 (and his 2 dogs), WaayyyBeyondGay, Likes To Bang Poles (and Ice Box), Black Vulva, Just Joe, Sandy Crack, Bitch Fucker, Just Crystal, Just Terri, Cockpit, Flash, Momma, No Blow
Virgins:: Julie, Lori, Randy
This was Neutered's annual Go-Cart City hash in beautiful downtown Port Orange. There was a whole slew of unfamiliar faces (well, they were to me after missing 3 weeks in a row), and 3 virgins. We love virgins-they taste like chicken. Neutered gave a short and sweet chalk talk and we all lined up for our go-cart ride. What the hell were all those kids doing there to spoil our fun??? Can't we get drunk and drive co-carts in peace? For f*ck's sake! Richard Pierce tried his hardest to get kicked out, to no avail. They just yelled at him a few times and turned his car off. Bastards! Poor Sunk-n-Shit had the slowest car on the track and was lapped by everybody. Black Vulva was the safest driver, keeping his hands firmly on the wheel in the 10:00 and 2:00 positions at all times. You can't be too careful, you know. A crash at that speed (at least 3 miles per hour) could be devastating.
So, we had our fun and it was time to go. On-across Nova Road into some very familiar territory we went. Went through a trailer park and down the railroad tracks, just like old times. It seems like every Daytona hash used to go through a trailer park and down the railroad tracks. Through some shiggy that was very well marked with t.p. every couple of feet. Neutered certainly had plenty of time to mark this trail since he had such a big he*d start while we were cavorting with the rednecks at Go-Cart City. (I have pretty much forgotten any more details about the actual trail because of the 4th of July Toga Pub Crawl on Friday and the BVD Pub Crawl on Saturday so bite me.) We eventually wound up in Neutered's neighborhood and made a beeline for the pool. Circled up after everyone finally arrived. Neutered had to do a quick hare down-down and run home to start cooking. Or maybe it was to have sex with Instant Relief. Of course, either one is acceptable hash behavior.
No namings tonight so the circle consisted of all the usual stuff. Just Mike (?) tried a blood on trail accusation, but it turned out to be a false accusation-not even Momma had blood on trail this week! It wouldn't have been a problem if she had, though, since No Blow had about 100 tampons in his truck. He must have been a boy scout-always prepared. Sandy Crack accused Likes to Bang Poles of being an exhibitionist and having her picture and nerd name printed in some paper (can't remember why-sorry!). There were several July birthdays to celebrate; and some other stuff.
Back at Neutered's house of ill repute, we had some yummy Vidalia onion burgers with all the fixins and a plethora of chips and cheesy poofs, of course. Neutered and Instant Relief are always so good to us! And there was much rejoicing.
That is all-see you next time.
-Cockpit