 | DBH3 Hash #804
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2004-Dec-22
The Christmas Lights Hayride Hash
Hares: Neutered, Sunk'n Shit
Hare-Aid: Instant Relief
Hounds: Blowjack, Burning Bush, Cockpit, Cooter Pie,
Crotchduster, Cummy Tummy, Dill Dough, 8's Enough, Erectorpad, 5
o'clock Shadow, Four Quarters for a Tumble, F*ckin' Goofy, Gilligan,
Indiana Jerkoff, Just Elise, Just Mary, Just PAM, Little Cock, Momma,
No Blow, Nookie Knacks, Nunya, Peterphile, Popa Tard, Semen Hole,
Shingle Balls, Shit Dickler, Skinamax, Thor, Time Killer, Wee Wee
Visitors: I Wear Short Shorts, Lollipoop, Richard Pierce,
Waaayy Beyond Gay, someone else that I'm forgetting...there were 5
trucks total
Virgin:: Lorena
Visitors: Just Laid, Just Mark, Just Swallows, Lunar E-clit,
Read My Lips, Shop Teacher|
My lazy ass had planned to do a "photographic hash trash" for this
one so it wouldn't take me a month to write it, but...my f*cking
camera broke! It was a picture of Gilligan that did it
in...seriously. (like it's my fault you don't know how to use your
camera! Gilligan) The ones I did take are posted below...check 'em
out.
CockPit's Pics No Blow's Pics
More hounds showed up than the hares were expecting so they had to
scrounge up another truck or two to fit everybody. Sunk'n Shit
brought some y-u-m-m-y hot cider with rum. Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm...waaayy
better than eggnog!
A newly shorn Semen Hole arrived with his New Smyrna Beach posse (I
said "posse", not "pussy!"). I guess he was tired of feeling left out
"when one bald guy drinks, all bald guys drink." This hash was Semen
Hole's and Nunya's one-year hash analversary. Hole earned his
50-hash mug in 52 weeks...does somebody need to get a life?!?
Skinamax and company in the 420 truck started singing corny
Christmas carols right away. The other trucks made fun of them. We
drove through a neighborhood where (almost) every house was very
festively decorated. Ooh...aah...look at the pretty lights.
One house in particular looked like Clark Griswold's house...sorry
no picture, my camera was broken by then. Can you say "tacky?"
The Po-Po drove by and checked us out, but we started singing corny
Christmas carols and he left us alone...dumbass! Good thing he didn't
stick around long because the Christmas carols quickly turned to hash
songs.
So that was the "trail" for this week. We went back to the
clubhouse in Neutered's neighborhood to circle up. Here's what
happened:
- Hares and drivers drank for...haring and driving.
- Waaayy Beyond Gay drank for getting lost "on trail."
- Nunya passed out condom lollipops to all the guys she planned to
have sex with later...
- A down-down for anybody who owns a firetruck and didn't bring
it to the hayride.
- There were multiple accusations for the last down-down, but I
have no f*cking idea what they were...I wasn't paying
attention.
People were getting hungry so we wrapped it up and went to
Neutered's to indulge in the feast his lovely bride was preparing for
us. Spinach salad, pita bread, ham and cheese, shrimp and some other
seafood crap that Sunk'n Shit made (no offense Sunk'n...I'm sure it
was very good if you like seafood)...good healthy stuff!
Happy freakin' New Year, wankers!
On-On,
Cockpit
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