tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7132165.post-57044413544004023742007-09-04T12:14:00.000-04:002007-09-04T12:16:47.815-04:00So there was a hash Sunday, September the 2nd, 2007 AD<br /><br /><br />Hashers present: <br />Toxic Waste<br />Thfkas<br />Bitchard<br />Devil Woman<br />Beardless Clam<br />Woody<br />Mary Fucking Poppins<br /><br />And of course, many, many others.<br /><br /><br />The slobbering pack met at Timothy's on the white clay creek water front<br /> and enjoyed a pint or two before hand. Toxic and Thfkas were hares. Around<br /> 2:20 or 2:30 or so we departed and went up the hill to Cleveland Avenue,<br /> and then On On! we went back down the hill past the front of Timothys, and<br /> speaking of fronts, our first FRB, Bitchard, spotted a mark on the other<br /> side of the bridge, and thus saved us from having to do a water crossing<br /> across the white clay. And thus cutting the time that it took to do the<br /> trail significantly.<br /><br /><br />On! On!, we took a right at old Paper Mill road and went up the hill to<br /> the reservoir. <br /><br />On! On! We jogged, sort of, on the reservoir path and then down into the<br /> wood we went to our first booze near. That's right booze near, for their<br /> was no beer, in good old blue hen tradition we past around a large plastic<br /> bottle of Thfka's own bloody mary mix. Then off again through the woods we<br /> went and encountered a check. The hares came up with a clever trick to<br /> send as many people as they could in the wrong direction by continuing to lay<br /> marks in a direction already marked as a false trail. So off Woody went<br /> into an adjacent neighborhood by the woods never to be seen until we were<br /> almost done at the second booze near. Where we had some sort of clever<br /> concoction made up of Hawaiin Punch and many kinds of liquor. At this point my<br /> memory becomes kind of hazy.<br /><br />So, On! On! we went through the woods and up a hill until we came out<br /> behind the Shoppes at Louviers and had our On In at some restaurant there,<br /> where we were joined by Troma Queen, and Just Silver. We did downs downs with<br /> baby pints, or midget pints, or half pints or something like that, then<br /> several of us made a rondevous at He Needed the Money's famous annual labor<br /> day party where we were joined by several other of the most notorious<br /> Hashus interruptors.<br /><br />All in all, it was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for the next possible<br /> Blue Hen trail, possibly laid by Bitchard possibly on a Sunday possibly in<br /> Wilmington possibly earlier than usual.<br /><br />On! On!<br />Your nominal GM, Mary Fukin Poppins.MathImphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16572276943431134472noreply@blogger.com