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Twisted Fister and Hugh Heifer apparently intend to eat as well as swill. Goodnight from Trail 730. May the Hash go in Peace.
RA Accuprick toasts hare Dung-Fu Grip for the fact no one became lost on this trail...even Dicky Wacker! Good Night from Trail 1165. May the Hash go in Peace.
Ralph Cramed-In and The Human Pube were congratulated for this being their birthday months. With luck, they'll be around for a few more.
Achy Break Snatch was chastised for flashing at the Can'd H3 hash multiple times but NEVER flashing at her mother hash!
Here's the jug of misery Deep Stroke toted around like an only-child. It might take this entire gallon for her to get lucky tonight!!
Bride and co-hare Occasional Rapist and grom and co-hare dBASED deliver pre-nuptial Instructions of Trail. After they finished, I decided their minds were elsewhere on this day!
Poon Doggie, Slonad and Vaginal Tongs head on-down the steps in the typical ultra-slow Surf City on-out.
Piss Pyle, looking the homeless hobo, waits for in the soup line for a cup from Occasional Rapist for the traditional face-feed.
Here we see dBASED skipping the part of trail that went under the bridge. Experience comes with age I guess
Cuff My Muff and Just Sarah exhibit their talents when it comes to blowing penis-whistles. Experience is obviously the best teacher!
Staying till closing time was Mr. Wiggly, Fucked-Over Fest and Dog Breath. Well, no surprise THERE!! Goodnight from Trail 771. May the Hash go in Peace.
Ho To Housewife leads the litter into some shiggy and, worse yet, towards Soquel Creek. I ain't fording no friggin' stream in the cold and dark!
Bacon Queef takes a break while Dung-Fu Grip pets the puppy and Poon Doggy waits his turn to get stroked.
Co-hare Ho To Housewife was appointed the evening's Beer Fairy as well. Here we see the level of dedication she brought to this important task!
Co-Scribe Shallow Hole and acting Hash Flash Ho To Housewife appear none the worse for wear. That being said, a beer greatly improves one's outlook on life though, doesn't it?!?
Fifth and final alcohol stop was on the cliffs at the end of Merced Avenue. Lots of mortals walked by and waved but none came down the hill to join us!
dBASED was convicted of leading the pack the wrong way and of giving a X-Rated eulogy for Last Call Norm this past Saturday. Here we see him sucking on one of the candy rings the newlywed hares hid on trail.
They were incredulous when condemned as hideous hares! Goodnight from Trail 624. May the Hash go in Peace
Phallus from Dallas and Mr. Wiggly made the jaunt up from CAN'd H3 out of Monterey for our pirate-themed hash.
Resident token vegan Ho To Housewife appears to be encountering difficulty finding something safe for her to devour. She was later seen nibbling on the menu!
Here's the last hashers standing as closing time approached. Goodnight from Trail 789. May the Hash go in Peace.
Riding here this morning, Ska-Skank Redemption utters, There's a puddle on my seat! Later it was discovered she spilled her drink, not her bladder!
Tits and Game's shirt says, Here To Service You. I wonder if her (current) husband saw that before she left the house?!?
Ghetto Man and Cum Rash (that's the one exhibiting her ample breasts!) appear complacent to allow other hounds the privilege of solving this check
Puff the Magic Drag Queen and TIMMY are made laughing stocks for the completion of their 669th and 369th hashes with Surf City respectively.
Swiss Army Cock retrieved his (current) girl-fiend and brought her in the room for a drink. We'll see more of her later...so to speak. View on!
While the one on the right is a cute little girl,the lecherous old man upon whose lap she sits is DEFINITELY not Santa Claus!!! Goodnight from Trail 665. A Merry Christmas to one and all!
Not having imbibed sufficiently, TIMMY!! and Hugh Heifer hit Brady's Yacht Club on their was home for Religion.
Hash Flash Puff the Magic Drag Queen tries to get creative and take a picture in a mirror. Next time, try it without the flash, you half-mind!
Virgin Rhonda was welcomed to the hash. For Joke,Song or Body Part she flattered the pack with a joke AND a flash!!
Even Shallow's dog Beer Mop got in on the action! Goodnight from Trail 713. May the Hash go in Peace.
Slonad and Steamy Baanorrhea relax at on-on-on. This rarely seen gesture is known as the Peace Finger. Slonad said he's had it with the fires and is moving to Oregon! Uh...maybe not the best choice there!
Fap Jack tries to constrain Pink Cherry Licker. PCL is co-haring this Mardi Gras-theme hash and is anxious to start awarding beads!
Here we see why it is not wise to get close to Hash Flash and especially when dark enough for the camera's flash to be activated. Princess Di(arrhea),now temporarily blinded, would soon be seen, hands in front of her, tripping over a curb and spilling her beer.
Virgin Tully is smiling now. My guess is that his sponsor, Tits and Game, probably did not tell him a lot about hashing!
TIMMY uses a hand to steady himself on this slick, muddy hill. TIMMY is our oldest hasher and it shows too, doesn't it?!?
Diddler On The Roofie was punished for helping Accuprick up a steep hill by pushing him on his butt! Accuprick claimed Diddler's hand slipped once and made him smile!!
Damnit Janet, Wanna Screw and Sharticle Physics leave the Boardwalk area and head into a, well, 'less traveled area' shall we term it!
The obligatory stop at Riverside Lighting for the official picture of the pack on our annual Lampshade Hash. Half-minds one and all!!