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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!!
The obligatory stop at Riverside Lighting for the official picture of the pack on our annual Lampshade Hash. Half-minds one and all!!
Over-indulged almost to the point of exhaustion,TIMMY,dBASED and the Rapist fall into a drug-induced stupor! Goodnight from Halloween Hash 657. May the Hash go in Peace
And the (birthday) hare-pair: Fap Jack and Shallow Hole. Their age is beginning to take it's toll. (sorry for the mist on the camera lens, curse this fog) Goodnight from Trail 857. May the Hash go in Peace.
A mortal passing by on her bike offered to snap this year's group picture. However, just as she did so Butter decided it was time to accost Poon Doggy so we had to try again.
Half-minds The Human Pube, Occasional Rapist, dBASED and Hugh Heifer were put in a corner for obvious reasons!
Dung-Fu Grip attempts to justify his starting next week's hash at The Asti to Hugh Heifer. He met with little success
Accuprick began listing a number of acts, both rude and painful, that would befall Paki-Sack if he ever went for his beer again!! Goodnight from Trail 706. May the Hash go in Peace.
Courtesy Flash was awarded a down-down, most likely because he failed to find a place to get a burrito along trail tonight.
The entrance to Beer Check was guarded by Pink Cheery Licker and Accuprick. Princess Di(arrhea) stares off into Monterey Bay hypnotized by the waves.
This is what awaited the pack upon leaving 99 Bottles. Is it a UFO? A new restaurant opening? View on...
Fucked-Over Fest was joined by Moose Knuckle but only for his first beer. Fucked-Over Fest had to go it alone on the remaining five beers.
On-on-on was at Parish Publick House. Here we encountered long-ago kennel mate Clucker Fucker who has abandoned us to become a Derby Girl. I see she still swills-away nonetheless.
This is where Aptos Creek breached the sandbar stopping it from reaching Monterey Bay. When it finally did break free, it took a small child with it. Luckily, a brave guy waded out and brought the kid safely back to shore.
And the hares... Ho To Housewife and Dung-Fu Grip. In theory this trail looked great. In practice, however, four fools almost drowned!
here are the worst-of-the-worst that refuse to go home till Last Call is sounded! Goodnight from Trail 767. May the Hash go in Peace.
TIMMY!!! delivers the Chalk Talk to today's Virgins. Man, are they ever going to be sorry they picked THIS for their introduction to hashing!
FRB's to Liquor Check, Giant Asexual, Diddler On The Roofie and Dung-Fu Grip had the bottle to themselves for a minute.
Intrigued? The next picture contains a link(it may require pasting) that will provide you with some answers. Just so you'll know, this is NOT Banana's childhood home
And the hares...Shallow Hole and Dung-Fu Grip. Doesn't Shallow Hole's smile smack of postcoital afterglow?!? As for Dung-Fu Grip, doesn't this man appear to be over-occupied with alcohol?
dBASED was awarded a down-down for bringing his pneumonia plague to the hash. His down-down chalice will be immersed in an autoclave prior to next week's hash I assure you!
Looking like characters from The Andy Griffith Show direct from Mayberry we have Wicked Retahted and Pink Cherry Licker.
Mortal Enema, Mother's Little Felcher, Dung-Fu Grip and Twisted Fister, cheeky bastards that they are, found a way AROUND the fence everyone else had to climb.
I find it very appropriate for Finger Nips to sit beside a poster whose most prominent feature is the word 'EYES!'
Sadly, a visit to the Waste Water Treatment Plant may well have been the highlight of this TIMMY trail!
Dog Breath was sentenced to a stint on the ice for spending half of Twisted Fister's Fourth of July party drinking and the OTHER half throwing-up everywhere.
Main event time. We're preparing to bid farewell to Just Karee and pervert her into a full-fledged hasher. Here we see Religious Adviser TIMMY informing her a name has been chosen.
Unable to wait in line for a drink, Genital Tongs snares a waitperson and bribes her to bring her a beer.
Here's poor Apple Bobber whom we met along trail and he decided to go with us. Here's an especially narrow and steep section of trail requiring a portage of his (heavy) bicycle!
Yikes! Genital Tongs is dancing to the solo guitarist crooning a tune. Somebody cut her off! Goodnight from Trail 847. May the Hash go in Peace.
Circleup for Introductions: Dog Breath, Poon Doggy, Shallow Hole, Finger Nips, Just Emily, Virgin Clarity and Just Mars.
Zipper Lips talks with Foot Loose and Panty Free and her brother. Zipper wondered if John was actually going to attempt trail. You guess his answer
Hash Flash decides to leave before glass starts breaking! Goodnight from Trail 816. May the Hash go in Peace.
Harriette Central:Cuff My Muff,Princess Di(arrhea),Deep Stroke,Camel Stamp and Shallow Hole. I wonder what,or who, they were talking about. They shutup when Hash Flash got close
Graffiti has run amok at this culvert under Empire Grade Road. Beside being a 'canvas' for a would-be painter, this culvert serves another vital purpose.....
Pink Cherry Licker was congratulated for knocking out a classic Hash Trash for us, all done in rhymes on the theme of The Night Before Christmas.
Better these ladies standing on a chair that watching some hasher try it by this stage of trail. I fear that would precipitate a series of most unfortunate events!
YIKES! This is certainly going to curtail any future hash activities here at Moran Lake, known as Moron Lake in hash parlance. I do not suggest calling these people Trailer Trash!