Jolly Roger H3
of the Tampa Bay Metro Area
Run #404
Get The HOBO Hash Started Right Hash
Thursday, August 28th, 2008
 



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Hare Blessing



S&M Ken is leading this pen and running it into the ground
His haring is scary, but no, we’re not angry, we’ll follow him all over town

A hasher is he, and his trail we will see, is as shitty as can be
A pre-laid affair? Or is he a live Hare? Either way, the pack is greedy!
There’ll be a de-pants-ing orgy! We’ll catch him, you’ll see!
And the “Ken Doll” will be ‘clothes free’.

A good start to the Hobo Hash
We’ll ‘fuck off’ the lot for a Road Whoring Bash
Savannah, Peach Fuzz and Jax
The trails won’t be lax
I can’t wait to read the Trash

Bless this hare!
Bless this trail!
Coppus no catch us
Doggus no bite us
Driver no hit us
Ken-doll no fuck us!
Heatus no stroke us (STROKE!)
Coitus non-interruptus!

Hash Trash

It was a trail with much promise of photo opportunities! A fish symbol was included in the usual chalk talk, to let the pack know there was an opportunity to attempt walking on water. I think we must have had 69 of those opportunities prior to the beer stop. We also had four virgin men, always a good sign for us harriettes!

The pack passed some beautiful “reflecting ponds” noting no gator tail wakes! The trail crossed many green, slimy drainage ditches which separated the GI Joes from the pansies; this is where the fish symbols were located. Caught From Behind finished his beer so he could splash his white shirt with a bit of nasty slime to make it look like he walked across the water. Gritty Kitty’s ankles were wet, but I’m pretty sure that wasn’t from going through the slime. Just Bill and Gatorate My Penis were spotted swimming laps in the sludge; while some nasty stuff circled my calves of steel and pulled my stick body into the green abyss; I could hear the vibrating flowers ringing someone’s cell phone as I went under.

Trail took us through an apartment complex where I was lured by Racing Stripes to short cut. I rarely short cut as I could easily find myself running to Sarasota by midnight thinking I won the hash. Thank goodness Racing Stripes proved his shortcutting skills to be sharp as he saved us both 10 feet of trail.

Circle proved to be very entertaining. Prior to circling up, Just Karen complained to the RA that she didn’t get a chance to clear any ladies’ checks, so he and a few other lucky harriers got a private showing. The four virgin men entertained the pack with body parts (there is a God!) and Gritty Kitty showed-off her boob sweat. I am not certain if she got that the same time her ankles got wet; I’ll have to ask her about it some time. Once again, I found myself sitting in circle per the RA’s instruction (what the hell?) due to my shitty trail comment; it almost felt like time-out in kindergarten class. I’ll Take ‘Em Both dressed up real pretty for beer angel duty (gotta love those pencil skirts!) and Begs tackled the RA; it was like watching an elephant sit on a Praying Mantis. Shot By a Whore was one of the late-cummers and Candy Wrapper received her 10th Jolly Roger H3 hash headband. A few blow jobs were given and Gatorate My Penis received the FRB chain; seems he and Harelip have a continual secret tea party going on with that chain thing. The RA made Just Ryan drink out of his hat and wear the beer in his eyes. It was suggested that Just Ryan bring beer goggles with a whistle at his next hash. Control was lost after Harelip drank a full brainless skull of swill three times. The funnel was taken away from him and he had to sit in the circle for time-out. One v irgin dude puked behind the bushes so he could make room for the brainless award funnel down-down…you KNOW he’ll get a name out of that one in the future! Apparently the circle was so entertaining, two bar patrons left the patio of the on-after bar (say it isn’t so!) and joined our circle in the parking lot.

This hash’s classic phrase: “Wrong Virgin!”

After drinking three brainless awards, the RA attempted to bring Lightening Rod’s virgin son to the circle so he could say his mom made him cum; but Harelip brought in some other virgin dude. The Pack responded with two words and a suggestion for a “re-do” of the awarding of the brainless skull.

On-On Wankers!
Casual Friday


Hobo Hasher Blessing!!!



Hobo Hashers road whoring in a car

H-A-S-H-E-R-Arrrrgggg
First comes trail
Then comes Beverage
Then comes a hangover and a drive to the next village

 
Jolly Roger H3
of the Tampa Bay Metro Area
Run #
404
Get The HOBO Hash Started Right Hash
Thursday, August 28th, 2008
 



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