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Jolly Roger H3 of the Tampa Bay Metro Area Run #403 Thursday, August 21st, 2008 |
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Hare Blessing
403
Jolly Roger hashes we’ve seen
But none where the hares of the hash were this clean
If we can catch these ho’s
We’ll rip off their clothes
And their asses won’t remain ‘unseen’
Just Darcy is hare for her virgin lay
She’s hoping to keep the hounds at bay
We’ll be trying to catch her
She won’t care, she’s a hasher!
But if we do, we’ll see her panties ‘risque’!
I’ll Take Em Both co-hares this trail
And the hounds will all be close on her tail
But she can’t be frightened
Her senses are heightened
She is scheming and crafty and won’t fail
Bless these hares!
Bless this trail
Coppus no catch us
Rain us no drown us
Shiggy no stop us
Hare-us no screw us
Coitus non interruptus!!!
Sheep-N-Easy's Farwell
Sheep it’s not Easy to say goodbye
But hashing with you leaves a tear in our eye
You run us around
And throw hash on the ground
But your trails always seem to go awry
It’s off to Indiana, you hick!
Where you can go hashing in the sticks
You’ll go hash in a cornfield
Wait, did you hear a pig squeal?
Them farmers will poke you with their big pricks
We’re so sorry to see you go
But we’re more better off than you know
You’ll fill our head space
With tales posted on Hashspace
And photos of you and a scarecrow!
Hash Trash
A
good number of wankers showed up for Just Darcy’s virgin haring with her
co-hare, I’ll Take “Em Both. After a rainy evening, the hares worked
triple-time, as they auto-hared over the pre-lay that over-laid the initial
pre-laid powder. Our fearless RA led us through 169 songs from the hash
hymnal giving the hares time to do their thing; I think the pack was
exhausted before the words “on-out!” were heard. Chalk talk was given in
central circle, everyone in the large pack paid attention except for the
four virgins, they were playing with Hockey Phuk's pussy.
The pack was spread out despite the YBFs and CBs that caught my fat ass
every time. The virgin harriettes enjoyed the game, and the harriers enjoyed
the virgins on trail. Great fun was had by all! The beer stop was situated
69 miles from the start, most of us were praying it was the finish, but no
such luck was enjoyed. The pack trickled-in to the hash halt, filled up on
the sweet nectar of the Gods from the keg, and properly waited for the DFL
Harelip to arrive. After two or three hours went by, grumbling was heard
among the pack as we all figured out that we followed his pack arrow to the
BS, but we knew Harelip would never blow through a hash halt. So we made a
list, and figured out he was either swimming laps in the bay, making a
puddle angel somewhere in a ditch with a broken back (we knew a broken leg
wouldn’t hold him back) ,or…then GRC cried “F*ck it, I’m out!” Hey, that’s
all we needed to hear. So, beer mugs and the list of worries were put down
and the pack was on-out once again.
Saigon Sally, Just Bill, Taint Tickler, Major D and I were running in the
dark, I think it was pushing midnight by that time. Major D continually
wound his techno-geek flashlight so Sally wouldn’t get scared of the dark.
Suddenly a tall lanky figure appeared in front of us and Sally screamed. It
was Harelip sweeping the trail and needing beer; seems he had been to the
finish, roamed for hares, got bored and rejoined the pack.
The circle was a large sweaty one, as the humidity must have been 1,000%. We
were all pretty tired, I wasn’t sure if it was still Thursday night or
Friday morning. If we had a stud award, I would have given it to the hares
for haring trail three times in one evening. The brainless award was
cleansed, demoed and given to Harelip Dog for blowing by a beer stop that he
directed the pack to. While a classic move; I still have yet to figure out
how he pulled that one off without knowing it. He also wore the FRB chain
through the 500 mile-long trail and gave it to himself in circle for beating
the hares to the finish. A note for the hash master; the chain can be made
heavier as Harelip ran through trail twice with it swinging around his neck
and yet beat the auto-hares. The beer was flowing slowly and the beer bitch
couldn’t wet the circle fast-enough; while at the same time Caught From
Behind kept our fearless RA in brew using his own brown nose tactics. We
were entertained by four virgins, and said our heartfelt good byes to Sheep
and Easy, and Xena the Warrior Princess. They will be missed by the pack,
but we now have two additional places to visit in our future travels! Just
Darcy received her hash name, and will now be known as “Thank you, Cum
again.”
…and the hash got a piece.
On-On
Casual Friday
Jolly Roger H3
of the Tampa Bay Metro Area
Run #403
Thursday, August 21st, 2008
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Where:
Meet in the
condominuim parking lot,
located at 5411 Bayshore Blvd, in Tampa, Florida,
just north of TDY's Pub, which is at the intersection of Interbay
and Bayshore.
It's an empty abandoned
condominium parking lot. -
When:
Meet at 6:30 PM, pack away on trail at
7:30 PM sharp! -
Directions:
Click
here for a map. -
From I-4 and I-275, in central Tampa:
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From Wesley Chapel, to the north:
Go south on
I-75, south on I-275, left, or south on Dale Mabry, left on
Gandy, right, or south, on Bayshore Blvd and find the
condominium parking lot on the right just prior to Interbay. -
From St. Pete, to the south:
Go east on Gandy across Tampa Bay,
until it ends. Then, go right, or south, on Bayshore Blvd and
find the condominium parking lot on the right just prior to
Interbay. -
From Brandon to the east:
Go east on the
Crosstown Expressway and take the Bay to Bay exit at Exit 3. Go
right, or east on Bay-to-Bay, right on Bayshore for 1.9 miles
and find the condominium parking lot on the right just prior to
Interbay. -
From Clearwater, to the west:
Go east on Hwy 60, north on I-275,
right, or south on Dale Mabry, left on Gandy, right, or south,
on Bayshore Blvd and find the condominium parking lot on the
right just prior to Interbay.
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