Here's to the Hares! Damian the Antichrist, Smokey & the Hand-Job, and Strokin' in the Boyz Room
This was unplanned !?! Dr. Thornybush and My Left Foot showed up wearing the same kind of socks.
She Wants a Pearl Necklace....just maybe not this one ;-) No, really it's very nice, Sticky Fingers.
A little pre-lube for the pack and hares.
Then some instructions from the hares, like there will be Malt Liquor checks on trail! Which sounded like a good thing until we tasted them. But hey, they are high in alcohol.
Hashers contemplate the taste, or lack there of, of Colt 45 as the hares take off.
The Turkeys thought the first check was kind of hard to solve. But then they got to the second one and it totally sucked...it was either a circle jerk or a YBF. I've blocked it from my memory.
It went up ramps and around a bunch of municipal buildings.
More hashers arrive at the 2nd check.
The pack runs around as the Turkeys look for trail in another direction.
Are You?
Looking
Deep Stroke, finally back on trail.
Bent explores some pubic, or is that public, art.
Pot Ho gives it a feel.
On On around the post office.....
...where Hard In the Saddle almost went postal, until I took his photo.
White flight in Inglewood!?!
The Antichrist left his mark.
What these hashers are behind bars instead of in one?
On In to BX1, no Bull. Well actually there was plenty of Schlitz ML(K), Steel Reserve and Colt 45.
At this point I overheard Hurl Necklace, Shaggy Dog and Cockodial talking about creamy head, and it wasn't on the malt liquor, hmmmm.
On On past Randy's Donuts.
Retracted, Penguin and Cockodial watched their little ones during the whole trail, maybe they even grew some, and HITS helped. Awwwww.
BX2 with more Malt Liquor!!
Feeling inspired, or maybe a little buzzed, Bent and Peguin sang the Colt 45 jingle.
A couple of Ho's on trail.
Some of Inglewood's finest.....
.....probably looking for these powder-heads.
On to downs downs - Visitors: Wretch-Him, Dr. Thornybush, Whale Boner, Tissue Tits, Phallus in Pornoland, and Chin Ball.
Returners: Yak In The Box, Detachable, and Bent Penis
Happy Birthday F U - Saralegal, Bent, ZZ Topknot, and Asscrackistan
Smokey gave some decent Hashshit nominations, and managed not to garner it himself.
Cell-Your-Ass called up ZZT for confusing Inglewood with Redondo Beach as he drove to the trail.
Asscrackistan confirmed it.
X called up Shaggy.
But the Hashshit finally went to the skinny Santa, ZZ Topknot.
He then got a hash crime from Creamy for being overly protected.
And there was much rejoicing!
Triple D got a new job down down from Footy.
Damian recognized Cell-Your-Ass for being at the hash now that she's won a year's worth of free dues. Before, when she was paying, she was hashing like 6 times a year.
And Hozer called up Shaggy for looking like OJ in his prison orange.
Let's hope the similarity ends there.
Here's to the Hares! Damian the Antichrist, Smokey & the Hand-Job, and Strokin' in the Boyz Room
This was unplanned !?! Dr. Thornybush and My Left Foot showed up wearing the same kind of socks.
She Wants a Pearl Necklace....just maybe not this one ;-) No, really it's very nice, Sticky Fingers.
A little pre-lube for the pack and hares.
Then some instructions from the hares, like there will be Malt Liquor checks on trail! Which sounded like a good thing until we tasted them. But hey, they are high in alcohol.
Hashers contemplate the taste, or lack there of, of Colt 45 as the hares take off.
The Turkeys thought the first check was kind of hard to solve. But then they got to the second one and it totally sucked...it was either a circle jerk or a YBF. I've blocked it from my memory.
It went up ramps and around a bunch of municipal buildings.
More hashers arrive at the 2nd check.
The pack runs around as the Turkeys look for trail in another direction.
Are You?
Looking
Deep Stroke, finally back on trail.
Bent explores some pubic, or is that public, art.
Pot Ho gives it a feel.
On On around the post office.....
...where Hard In the Saddle almost went postal, until I took his photo.
White flight in Inglewood!?!
The Antichrist left his mark.
What these hashers are behind bars instead of in one?
On In to BX1, no Bull. Well actually there was plenty of Schlitz ML(K), Steel Reserve and Colt 45.
At this point I overheard Hurl Necklace, Shaggy Dog and Cockodial talking about creamy head, and it wasn't on the malt liquor, hmmmm.
On On past Randy's Donuts.
Retracted, Penguin and Cockodial watched their little ones during the whole trail, maybe they even grew some, and HITS helped. Awwwww.
BX2 with more Malt Liquor!!
Feeling inspired, or maybe a little buzzed, Bent and Peguin sang the Colt 45 jingle.
A couple of Ho's on trail.
Some of Inglewood's finest.....
.....probably looking for these powder-heads.
On to downs downs - Visitors: Wretch-Him, Dr. Thornybush, Whale Boner, Tissue Tits, Phallus in Pornoland, and Chin Ball.
Returners: Yak In The Box, Detachable, and Bent Penis
Happy Birthday F U - Saralegal, Bent, ZZ Topknot, and Asscrackistan
Smokey gave some decent Hashshit nominations, and managed not to garner it himself.
Cell-Your-Ass called up ZZT for confusing Inglewood with Redondo Beach as he drove to the trail.
Asscrackistan confirmed it.
X called up Shaggy.
But the Hashshit finally went to the skinny Santa, ZZ Topknot.
He then got a hash crime from Creamy for being overly protected.
And there was much rejoicing!
Triple D got a new job down down from Footy.
Damian recognized Cell-Your-Ass for being at the hash now that she's won a year's worth of free dues. Before, when she was paying, she was hashing like 6 times a year.
And Hozer called up Shaggy for looking like OJ in his prison orange.
Let's hope the similarity ends there.
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