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Tonight Canadian Penny Slut learned NOT to wear a shirt promoting a competitive running event to the hash!!
Dangerous Erosion? Path Closed? That's a dare no self-respecting hasher would refuse to accept. On-on!
Snapping Twat and Hairy Potter are seen here doing something rare: They are hashing PAST a trailer park! Surf City has an unfortunate tendency to hash THROUGH trail parks!
The Chardonnay II rounds the jetty and heads into the harbor passing the Breakwater Lighthouse, commonly referred to as the Walton Lighthouse.
Mr. Wiggly highjacks Religion to make announcements about upcoming CAN'd H3 hashes: candh3.com for info. Just after this picture, Mr. Wiggly raised his toga to reveal a lack of underwear! Ho To Housewife exclaimed, It looks like a penis, only smaller!!
Poon Doggy guards the entrance to Beer Check. Guess what? No mortal ran the gauntlet in an effort to steal beer from us!
Here's Moose Turd Pie repelling on-down into a dry steam bed. Oh yes, that IS poison oak you see blocking his path. A nice warm winter has allowed the PO to sprout it's foliage early this year. Thanks, hares, for giving us this botanical tour of the Soquel hills!
Circleup for Introductions: Occasional Rapist, Fap Jack, Rat Pussy and Deadliest Snatch, whom, it appears, has decided tied shoe laces may be advantageous on trail.
TIMMY, Dung-Fu Grip, Just Pauline and Just Dan hop-scotch from sandbar to sandbar trying to keep their rear paws dry.
Monty's Log Cabin, always wearing it's Christmas finery, served us well, so to speak, as Point A for Trail 848.
Hash Flash found Dog Breath,Last Call Norm and TIMMY continuing the on-on-on at the Double-Oh Seven. Banana Basher hid behind TIMMY not wanting his wife to know he was here!
Hash Rumor Central says Hugh Heifer put up some of the money to open this store after selling a couple pounds of her high-grade cannabis!!
TIMMY!! and Dung-Fu Grip, true swingers, are visited by co-hare Circle Gherkin' with the booty at Liquor Check.
Next she tries to keep Puff from getting another beer. That proved the last straw for Puff. Then Puff.....
First it was two breasts in-hand,now it's two beers. As long as she has two at a time,Furburger seems satisfied
Hashers were attracted to this colorful sign like moths to an open flame. Many were 'burned' like one too!
Cum Pumpers' injury was blamed on Dog Breath. The pack decided he figured once he got her down, he could... Well, I'll let the rest to your sick little half-minds.
Steamy Baanorrhea and Thmp-Thmp follow a hare arrow up and out of Carbonera Creek. And none too sad over it either I dare say!
While Dung-Fu Grip and Sharticle Physics were taking their usual nude swim in Monterey Bay,Princess Di(arrhea) packed their clothes with ice! RA Dung-Fu Grip did not appreciate her sense of humor.
Eager for free food, Electric Labia Land doesn't even waste time sitting down before beginning to stuff her face!
Here's Surf City's founder, Banana Basher, inside his garage-cum-sports lounge colloquially named The Dude Shack. He's watching the Forty Niners in the process of spanking the St. Louis Rams. The Dude Shack is a place stupid OLD men go to act like stupid YOUNG men!
Canadian Penny Slut was asked why she did not hash tonight. She said a recent mountain bike crash has left her hobbled. Wimp!
Finger Nips hangs her head in shame as she admits she wore nothing shiny to hash as per hares instructions
The lack of a full-sized altar had Beer Fairy Canadian Penny Slut spending some time on her knees tonight...so to speak.
Fap Jack and Pink Cherry Licker were punished for holding hands and watching the sunset,Shallow Hole was chastised for stretching before trail and Tits and Game thanked(by the guys!) for flashing at last week's Slosh Ball game.
This was the sign at the door at six o'clock. At ten PM, I watched as the beertendress erased the word 'welcome' and replaced it with the word 'NO'!!
Just Foot Pussy was selected as the evening's Beer Fairy. He needed something to occupy his time as his (first) fiance was attending to some personal business elsewhere.
Just Jane makes every effort to keep her footsies dry as we struggle along beside Aptos Creek. The complexity of achieving this becomes more difficult the further we go
Personally, I'm far more concerned about the resident mountain lions than some scrawny, under-fed dog.
This place has outlasted almost every other watering hole in town though the reason for it's success escapes me! Let's go in and check out the action.
The pleasures of Liquor Check a fond and fading memory, Canadian Penny Slut leads the litter into some deep and dark shiggy. I don't like the direction this trail has taken!!
When first looking at this sign you may think, They're warning me there's a lighthouse ahead?!? But upon close examination you'll note the waves cresting the jetty. We're about to find how true this can be. We HAVE to go out there as we've just seen the BN mark.
Ah, yes, glorious Beer Check. I overheard some jovial chatter about hanging hare dBASED though. Well, I THINK they were kidding anyway
Beermeister Just Foot Pussy is securing the beer tough for the ride home. That DEFINITELY means this hash is over! Goodnight from Trail 932. May the Hash go in Peace.
Hash Bash is an annual event held in Ann Arbor, Michigan, on the first Saturday of April at high noon on the University of Michigan Diag. A collection of speeches, live music, street vending and some occasional civil disobedience are centered on the goal of reforming federal, state, and local marijuana laws. The first Hash Bash was held on Saturday, April 1st 1972 in response to the March 9th 1972 decision by Michigan Supreme Court declaring unconstitutional the law used to convict cultural activist John Sinclair for possession of two marijuana joints. This action left the State of Michigan without a law prohibiting the use of marijuana until after the weekend of April 1 1972. Chef Ra was a fixture of the Hash Bash for 19 consecutive years before his death in late 2006.
Ann Arbor has very lenient laws regarding the possession of marijuana – a $15 fine first $50 second $100 third (and subsequent) offense -- and is a simple civil infraction rather than a criminal offense, such as misdemeanor or felony. Even so, the campus of the University of Michigan sits upon state property, and so anyone caught with marijuana on any campus location is subject to the more strict state marijuana laws. As this is the case, there is a separate but heavily related event following Hash Bash just off campus known as the Monroe Street Fair, where there is usually a live show accompanying the many street vendors selling extravagant bongs and other paraphernalia, along with a Michigan NORML booth.
The second annual Hash Bash, in 1973, attracted approximately 3,000 participants. That year, state representative Perry Bullard, a proponent of marijuana legalization, attended and smoked marijuana, an act which later earned him criticism from political opponents.
Hash Bash participants did not encounter significant police interference until the seventh annual event, in 1978, when local police booked, cited, photographed, and released those participants alleged to be using illegal substances.