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Co-GM Thmp-Thmp delivers Instructions of Trail to our Virgins. Geez, there's almost as man of them as there are real hashers today!
Monthly Friend, having opted not to join us this evening, hugs goodbye to The Human Pube fearing she may never see him again.
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 holds the first picture found directly across the street from Point A. It was a picture of a nearby mini-mart so off we went to discover the picture stashed there.
Here we see Masengal passing the bottle at second Liquor Check to Deadliest Snatch after she sucked in all she could handle.
Thmp-Thmp was called out by Twisted Fister for marking a street false from a check that later proved to be true trail. Admission to drunkenness was Thmp-Thmp's only defense.
We had a belated visit from The Human Pube who spent much time at the airport waiting for Just Laura's plane to leave the ground
Deadliest Snatch drags-butt up a hill of impressive incline on the Eagle Trail section of tonight's fiasco. She may think longer next time before taking another Eagle Trail!
This was only part of the spread presented to us for our annual Beat Your Meat which is also our benefit for Second Harvest Food Bank. No one left hungry, I guarantee you that.
Second Cumming hobbles away from second Liquor Check. Hmmm, she must have spent too much time with that bottle of absinthe!!
Long Beach H3's Riff-Raff was welcomed as a visitor but told he could not fill his car with beer for the trip back to Southern California.
A shared church occupies the very center of the streets we colloquially call The Circles. This is where the hare-pair chose to lay their eggs.
Shallow Hole has drawn Poon Doggy duty today. His companion human, Hangs Loose, is another one too busy drinking to attend to any other matters at the present time.
Wicked Retahted was punished for rolling a joint just before leaving for the hash but them forgetting to bring it!! Sounds like something Deep Stroke might do as well
Co-hare TIMMY! delivers a disjointed Instructions of Trail while co-hare Puff the Magic Drag Queen puts on the yoke of his flour bag.
For some reason, both unknown and invalid, Ho To Housewife felt the need to run a portion of this trail. Obviously, she has missed the point of this evening's trail!
We wish that fog bank would move a little bit closer to shore and knock a few degrees off the temperature. These bath robes are damned warm!
as he trotted down Beach Street, people on the trail headed for Roaring Camp, took pictures of us as if we were freaks or something!
And the hares... Dog Breath and Baker's Dozen't look at each other with incomprehension when told their trail was of substandard quality. And on that note, Goodnight from Trail Nine-69. May the Hash go in Peace.
Dung-Fu Grip and Dog Breath were punished for polluting the waters of pristine Monterey Bay by swimming in them.
A Surf City H3 first: BOTH hares have Analversaries tonight; Shallow Hole at 350 hashes with us and Fap Jack at 250.
And our three hares on this pick-up hare trail: Dung-Fu Grip, Cuff My Muff and Princess Di(arrhea). Three hares, a map and still a lousy trail. So sad. Good day from Trail 718. May the Hash go in Peace.
Your Hash Flash chose the third from the left figuring if I fell I'd have the best chance of falling on another log rather than into the damn stream!
Hashing. Run 498, The Ship Inn to Blaxhall Youth Hostel, Blaxhall, Suffolk.
Oxford Hash House Harriers away weekend, Blaxhall, Suffolk, 2008.
If the sun had been at the proper angle, Diddler On The Roofie,Twisted Fister and Princess Di(arrhea) would have blinded the camera!
In the opinion of many Santa Cruzans,this is exactly what Whole Food does to mom-and-pop grocery stores:'MAR' them!
Another of his notorious lame down-down nominations netted Dog Breath a keep-your-mouth-shut down-downs.
This hare reminded the pack of the other hares we were now dealing with: Laughing their way through life oblivious to the path of destruction left in their wake
And the hares...Princess Di(arrhea) and Thmp-Thmp. The only thing spookier than these two jokers tonight was their trail!