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Virgin John trots along the tracks hoping to not step on a discarded syringe. This is NOT the safest section of town!!
Ho To Housewife and Just Robin chat. In the background we see Diddler On The Roofie eavesdropping. Check out those peepers, what has that man been smoking?!?
Here we see Fucked-Over Fest and Just Steve learning about the hash tradition of christening new shoes.
Hiding behind that scroungy beard is (extreme) backslider Pussy Sipper, Apparently he remembers Hash Flash
At the first intersection, Courtesy Flush, Shallow Hole, Achy-Breaky Snatch and Princess Di(arrhea) were caught by the light and wisely chose no to dash across busy Mission Street.
dBASED and Dog Breath were punished for poorly training Twisted Fister and Cock Throbbin' as to how to lay a good trail.
Shallow Hole interrogates co-hare Cock Throbbin' over her bizarre definition of a 'Back check five'.
Ho To Housewife has taken Poon Doggy from Hangs Loose and consequently has been dragged along trail by him.
Soon to be filled with gyrating people groping each other, the pack utilized this space to socialize and enjoy the highly-efficient air conditioner.
Broke Bench Mountain, Bacon Queef and Tits and Game share the bottle at Liquor Check while Virgin Narine isn't sure she wishes to participate in this particular tradition!
Hooker On Kronix,Bitch and Cock Throbbin' use the champagne glass Cock Throbbin' bought for dating purposes but ended up only using them with Hooker! Poor Cock Throbbin'.
Apparently, 'white powder' (AKA flour) in the downtown area triggered another anthrax scare. Just kiddin', there was something rude going on up on the Westside apparently.
Shiny Snail Trail stopped along trail and knocked on a stranger's door and requested a feminine hygiene product. Later it was revealed she asked only for paper towels. Maybe she's just cheap?
Hashing. Run 498, The Ship Inn to Blaxhall Youth Hostel, Blaxhall, Suffolk.
Oxford Hash House Harriers away weekend, Blaxhall, Suffolk, 2008.
Fap Jack, Pink Cherry Licker, Dung-Fu Grip and Just Alex try to eat but Hash flash will not leave them alone!
Something Blew and Damnit Janet, Want 2 Screw corral Taco Tramp while Dual Tools contacts Uber for her. Hasher down!! Goodnight from Trail 867, Sunday Wharf to Barf Hangover Hash. May the Hash go in Peace.
And the hares...Finger Nips and Dung-Fu Grip. They were condemned for not giving us more scenic trail along the beach.
Hare dBASED delivered his usual uninformative, as well as lie-filled, Instructions of Trail. As you can see in the background, The Human Pube has fallen asleep!!
Religious Adviser Dung-Fu Grip brings Banana Basher, Just Evan, Wicked Retahted and Finger Nips to the altar for skipping trail.
This set of death-tempting stairs that lead on-down from Cliff Drive should be name the Cliff Dive steps!!!
In the hash version of the tagline for the movie Field of Dreams: If you build an alley, hashers will come!
Just Ciarra smiles when told the pack has settled on a hash moniker for her. Let's see how long that smile stays on her face AFTER she hears her name!
Fap Jack and Pink Cherry Licker were applauded for having time for Sex on Trail and awarded congratulatory down-downs by Religious Adviser dBASED.
If Cuff My Muff or Dog Breath were married,Hash Flash would be in the money! However, as no one will have them, they're both single. So single in fact that in this picture they look like a single person!!!
Grassy Ass looks in awe. Whether this was do to the giveaway backpack or Ska Skank Redemption's beauty, he would not tell me.
As soon as the engineer (driver?) emerged, Cumfart Zone immediately moved in to hit on him. She was unsuccessful in her endeavor.
I'm not sure if this person has a high opinion of their home or whether this is an entrance to an old cemetery
Paki-Sack is content to walk down the steps. I think he's trying to dry out from the earlier water-crossing!
Clock on the wall is approaching 10PM and the pack has thinned considerably but I see Thmp-Thmp and The Human Pube are still pushing their limits of endurance.
While the sign says Exotic Animals, Shallow Hole peeked in and said she saw NO hashers! Hey, Hole, the sign said Exotic, not Erotic!
Snapping Twat and Courtesy Flush are fine with walking into Beer Check. They are unaware of how low the trough is getting.
Where would you find (and WHY would you want) a statue of a small child giving himself a blow job?!?
Co-hares Ho To Housewife and Just Robin are plied with alcohol by Pink Cherry Licker to reveal Beer Check location. She was unsuccessful in this ploy.