DBH3 Hash #712

Thor and Trigger were kind enough to allow us freaks to meet in their driveway for this week's hash. (Thanks!) The lovely bikini clad Divide My Pie handed out goody bags that contained leis, temporary tattoos, keychains and lists of items that we were to search for on our scavenger hunt. The list was made up of Jimmy Buffet song lyrics with one or two words missing. The missing word(s) was what we were to hunt for. The hares had strategically placed some of the items in local establishments, and some we had to find on our own. After a yummy margarita and instructions from the hares, we were on-out in search of crap.

Our first stop was Shark Lounge where we were to pick up our "fins" and continue on. Believe it or not, we didn't lose any hashers there. Next stop: Wendy's for cheeseburgers, of course, then on to Salty Dog's Surf Shop for-you guessed it-salt. Stopped at Froggy's for bananas, then attempted to get limes from Dirty Harry's (is that the name of the place?), but the bartender was a bitch and wouldn't give them up. Next we were supposed to find flip-flops and pop tops, then something else-somewhere, but I couldn't tell you where. (Consider yourselves lucky that I remembered this much!) Some of the things we were supposed to find on our own: a rock, sand (gee, where are we going to find sand in Daytona Beach??), a quarter, a penny, a screw, etc. Gilligan sweet-talked the doorman at Lollipop's into giving him a screw.

We ended up at Gilligan's Bar after a long walk down the beach. There was some weird dude there drawing our picture-Cursor he was not! (For those of you who don't know him, Cursor is an Orlando hasher who is an artist.) Where did that picture end up anyway? Did someone take it? So, we waited and waited for the DFLs and MIAs, but finally decided to circle up on the pool deck. Oedipussy was quick to point out that No Blow had lost control of the circle. In No Blow's defense, we were quite unruly (more than usual!) after consuming 57 pitchers of beer before the circle even started. The bartender made us come back inside because some lame asses complained about the noise because they were trying to sleep at 9:00! Losers!!! So, we moved back inside and "rectangled up" around the pool table. Finally the DFLs, Amelia Airfart & Just Brad, arrived. They denied all accusations of sex on the beach until Muddy smelled both of their crotches (yes, he did) and confirmed that they did indeed smell like sex. All the usual stuff happened; and Salad Shooter finally earned her 25 hash whistle. Then pizza arrived and it was all downhill from there. What little control No Blow had was now gone. The circle was put out if its misery and we ate pizza.

The 3some of T-n-G, Amelia & Just Brad won the scavenger hunt finding a total of 13 items. They won a night at a Hotel on the beach (can't remember which one). Woohoo-party! Just Brad said we would all have to party in the hall because they would be "busy" in the room. Sir F won second place-a gift certificate to Madonna's (?), and Gilligan & Cockpit tied for 3rd and each won a gift certificate for an airbrush shop on Main Street. Very cool prizes-thanks Paid To Lay & Divide My Pie! Great hash!!!

Can't wait for the Second Anal Jimmy Buffet Scavenger Hunt Hash-same time next year.

See you wankers next time,

-Cockpit

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