Jolly Roger H3
of the Tampa Bay Metro Area
Runs #492
Wednesday, September 9th, 2009

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Hare Blessings
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Congratulations Dab, now you're old
Don't worry its not the years I'm told
It is jsut the miles
Too bad you have piles
81 hashes since last year rolled

REPEAT AFTER ME:

Bless this old fart
Bless this trail
Coppus no catch us
Old age no hobble us

In the name of the flour
The fun
And the holy run

On off!

Gator



Hash Trash

JRH3 Hash Trash
September 9, 2009
Hare: Dabadoo

Wankers young and old donned pirate birthday hats in honor of Dabadoo’s birthday. We had our share of virgins, gone-too-longs and petite wankers. Taint Tickler entertained the pack by changing his clothes in the circle and gave us an interpretive dance in his red banana hammock. I will never be the same as I gouged my eyes out with my whistle. Leprecock (past FRB) breathed a sigh of relief as Taint Tickler’s young girlfriend, Just Erik sported the FRB chain awarded at a previous Adventure Hash. Dab gave us the longest chalk talk I had ever listened to in my life; there went 1,069 hours I cannot get back. I endured by pouring a Bud Light to get through it.

ON-OUT!

Wanks ran around the corner from Start, and the game began! Trail took us through barking dogs and noisy kids on scooters as two young boys chased Taint Tickler down a sidewalk. Apparently, their Mom and Dad never taught them “stranger danger.” While chugging along, out popped Lost My Balls from the bushes; we all knew he was holding out on getting to circle on time in order to avoid wearing the chain on trail. It grew dark when we hit the golf course; noting that the houses were as big as hotels. I thought for sure golf course security would be called by the hotel security, and we would all be in the clink. Luck had it, most of us went through without incident and the race was “on” to the beer stop by the racists. Little did they know Dab laid the BN sign 6,969 miles from the beer van. Trail took us through a slot in the fence, some of us fit and some of us not-so-much. The children were folded up with their strollers and shoved through the fence slot while Lost My Balls climbed over showing off for the harriettes. While waiting for the turkeys, Wanna straddled a tree log at the beer stop and entertained Rectal Roommate with an interpretive dance of her own. You know the bark-rash between her thighs will keep her out of circuit for a couple of days. The rest of trail was ran in the dark, thank goodness for streetlights, as they brought us all on-in.

CIRCLE UP!

Trail trial was a social, I think the Pack simply wanted to drink. The voluptuous Phuk-Pocket volunteered her time as Beer Angel and kept us all properly lubed. Cheesy Balls and Just Kaz were passed around like hot potatoes and virgins entertained us with jokes that should be banned from all hash circles around the globe. Dibbs collected chalk and the chalk-sucker claimed his chalk dissolved in the crack of his hairy swamp-ass; as if anyone was going to check if he was lying. Free blow jobs were doled-out and I almost lost my sarong. A special birthday surprise present was given to a lucky wank who was wearing his/her birthday hat and just happened to be in the position of 69. Breaths were held and; Yay for me! I was the lucky 69er (I knew that position would pay-off at some point in time)! I won a Dabadoo-fanny pack, and now I can be just like him. The FRB award was given to Taint, and his girlfriend spooged on his head. Taint continued the “Double-T Show” by announcing to the pack that he was wearing new shoes. He and Just Matt sucked down a bruski out of their new beverage vessels, and I know Taint closed his eyes and pretended it was a 3-tiered butt chug. I Be Smart was tied for 125 hashes who is catching up to GRC who got tied up for 275 hashes. Leprecock received his 10th JRH3 hash headband and all multiple cummers drank a down-down. Nominations were taken for the brainless award, and the “Double-T Show” won hands-down for the banana hammock show in circle as well as announcing his new shoes. Taint proved to be a princess as he refused to chew on his own balls and threw them onto the pavement. Just Madeline lead the pack with Swing Lo and Disturbia won herself some new pre-lubed shiggy guards; she’s sure to get a piece this Saturday.

On-On,
Casual Friday



Jolly Roger H3
of the Tampa Bay Metro Area
Runs #492
Dab's B-Day Hash
Wednesday, September 9th, 2009
 



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