So there we were in lovely Mon-roe hanging out near the basketball court and military helicopters… Show decided to tap his foot towards a local who was there for a ‘pick up’ basketball game, no game happened so instead he ran his virgin hash with us. The hashers started to gather, then the hardcore boys showed up, the ones that decided to run a beer mile in Ypsi before the hash. This was really the first step of MC Hammer…
So there I was, standing at the first BN waiting for the cop car to drive away. After a few minutes he decided that we were not at the boat launch to sell Heroin so he took off. It could not have been timed better since very shortly after that the Turkeys, Eagles, and Walkers all rolled in at the same time. There may or may not have been pre-laid trails, but with the lack of pre-planning, the hares were…
So there we were in the middle of lovely Northville watching the degenerates trickle into the downs. They did not even notice that there were randomly dressed people drinking beer in the parking lot 10 feet from their cars. Proof that degenerates might not have been a bad term after all. Shortly after 1530 circle was done and the hares were off. Only one new mark today, FPC – Fore Play Check in honor of the vagina hash. First leg…
Cinco Hash Trash Slight recap of the week leading up to “Cinco Hash Detroit 2014”. The hares gathered in a remote section of Ypsilanti to scout new territory not knowing what we would get into. The “Tres Amigo’s + Halfrican” start blazing trail, all is good so far, trail is wide and flat (Insert inappropriate MOM joke here). One mile in and all looks promising, hares split up scouting trails in every direction. As you can tell, that ended badly….
Beer mile is a drinking race combining r@unning and speed drinking (Wikipedia). DUH…. Spring Beer Mile is now in the books and not a single Hasher blew chunks! Bummer… The course was a nice half assed loop with a few minor obstacles. The timer starts and the heavenly sound of beers cracking and gulping begins, as the empties hit the ground, they’re off! Rounding the first bend the r@nners are feeling like a million bucks, sprinting down the stretch and…
O Ohh What a Weekend…. The “O” started flowing as the Kilted Hash crew filed into the Tilted Kilt like a Boss. IMNaC muscling the management into getting us a spot behind the bar. Soon the party started to grow and the table takeover started. Beer, food and Hashers everywhere. The Weekend of O Ohh kicked off with a bang and there is no stopping what might happen next. Round after round and things started to get interesting. Time to…
Another successful Hash in the books! PROFANITY, well F*ck it’s over! Thank god we’re all still alive and most of us with only mild cases of frostbite and hypothermia. The trail short and sweet, we’ll maybe not sweet, but definitely short. The runners were led into the snowy knee deep abyss of mayhem and uncertain woodsy doom by VAGiant and P3. The walkers shimmied carefully across the frozen tundra not to disturb mother natures glory by Rambush. The peaceful silence…
Hares: Cakehole, Pretty Pretty Pedophile, Chicken Dick with guest hares How’d He Do Me & COMB for a few feet. Hounds: Diaper Rash, I’m Not a Cock, Rambush: First Blood, No Pussy for You, Spank Bank, Crusty Panties & Just Chase, Tranny Head, TMI General, Semper Pi, In & Out, Flaming Cunt Waffle, Aim it at My Face, Just MMM, Just Jack, Ball Wench, Honey Hole, Just FFF, Cock Lobster, Just FFF, Coxcyckle, COMB, Udderly Fuuuucked, How’d He Do Me,…
Hare: Dog Fucker Hounds: Rambush: First Blood, I am Not a Cock, Semper Pi, Ride the Pony, Diaper Rash, 6 O’Cock, Krusty Kitty, Snitch Snatch, Just Jack aka Buff Data, Just Brian (virgin), Just XXX, Just XXX (sorry, too many margarita’s maybe) So Here We Are, I mean there we were in the parking lot behind Andrews on the Corner Bar, nice location with The Rattle Snake Club in front of us, the river to the right and Atwater Brewing…
Hare: I’d Do Norman Cockwell, Asti-Spunk-On-Me, TMI General Hounds: Semper Pi, I’m Not A Cock, Cock Lobster, Crunchy Panties, Sex & Ate, Slurpee 2nds, Scottish Finger Cuffs, Snitch Snatch, and Virgin Just Lauren Real Hounds: Just Chase, Thirteen, Just Kasey First off, toast to Norman for planning a last minute hash without any pre-scouting. The day started out with much rejoicing shortly after 1500, when the pack realized it outnumbered the hares. The plan to have a Turkey and Eagle…