Festivus Hash

Hares: Asswipe and some other hashers

This hash could be summed up in 3 words; Dangle Berry Dick. Oh and pedophilia. Both are 100% my fault although Dangle was a very willing partner. Soft and gentle. Like a baby panda, with his dick out.

All joking aside what better way to ring in the mono-theistic holiday weekend by running around the city’s largest park and then throwing shit in sand. I loved it. Heartache shared some of his fantastic Brooklyn Black Ops with me and I finally found god!

Ok, the beer part was true but the god part isn’t. I was raised in catholic schools, there’s no help for me

Oh hi, Satan. Do you have anything near the kitchen?

#1766 – Dangle and MM

Live lay, erectile Started at happy meal park, troche ended at full moon lot.  Was more than 6 miles.  Dangle ran out of flour.  MM Approved the naming of Death Cab for Bootie and JizzHands from the Fridays full moon.  Keg of Shiner.  People gave up and ran back to their cars when they were almost to the end.     On-after at Bubbas.

Ass Swipe and Susanna

Hares: Asswipe and Susanna (Soon to become Death Cab for Bootie)

This run could be broken into two camps; Finished without incident or fucked by a train. I doubt anyone was in the former. I know I was fucked by so many trains that day I felt I needed to donate to the conductor retirement fund. Daddy?

The trail ended in what could best described as junkie death cult head quarters. Is that a syringe? Do I see feces? Hey, look over there, it’s placenta! I can’t imagine what heinous things have took place on that unholy parcel of land but I’m guessing an intervention wasn’t one of them.

All told, I hated both of you more and more with every step I took on the run but now that’s water under the disease infested bridge. Although I was so happy that PI was the only thing I caught that run!

H4 Run #1752 — McP + Tender Vittles

H4 1752 9.04 McP & TV Reservoir

Hares: McPisser and Tender Vittles

I was going to the worst place in the world and I didn’t even know it yet. Weeks away and hundreds of miles up a river that snaked through the war like a main circuit cable plugged straight into Kurtz. It was no accident that I got to be the caretaker of Colonel Walter E. Kurtz’s memory any more than being back in Saigon was an accident. There is no way to tell his story without telling my own. And if his story really is a confession, then so is mine.

 

Ok, so Vietnam is worlds from George Bush park but that didn’t stop our hares from treating us like Marines that day.

2nd Annual Faaaaalllllll Campout

Join the Houston Hash for the second annual Faaaallllllll Campout, thumb during which the bravest of us will jump out of a perfectly good airplane. (Skydiving not required for campout or hash.)

The campout will take place Sept. 30-Oct. 2 at Skydive Spaceland, mind located about halfway between Houston and Galveston off of Highway 288 in gorgeous Rosharon, Texas.

More info here.

H4 #1742 — The Campbell Scramble

The pack met up for chalk talk under the billowing black skies of Deer Park. The Campbell’s laid out the marks as a plastics factory burned in the distance. Just another day in the energy capital. Prior to the race it was announced that the end would indeed be at Dickrectionally Challenged’s pool. It was a hot one that day and the pack could smell the chlorine and whatever types of hash funk removal Dick put in there. Continue reading