Trail #54 Hash Trash

Hash No: 54

Date: March 21, 2010

Location: Leesburg, VA

Hares: Hangman

Greetings Y’all,

Ahh spring time! The flowers are in bloom and the air is sweet with the scent of scantily clothed Harriettes and Harriers. This weeks trail was presented to us by Hangman who like usual combined hashing and chores. I believe he was able to go grocery shopping, pickup his dry cleaning and even return a library book before the first person arrived On Start.

Speaking of start we had two locations for this very special trail. Hangman apparently forgot that we Hillbilly’s don’t mix well with the general public and had us all meet in the Wegmans parking lot on that beautiful afternoon. The start was then moved down the ramp to the parking lot of an empty sperm bank.

We had a few visitors this week Little Flour, Amazon Dot Cum, Roll On, and Mediocre & Stupid who which by the way totally lezd out with Taste The RainBlow during her younger days. I have no idea where these hashers came from but they are all welcome back.

Like normal everyone was late but that was ok, our wonderful beermeister Sour Snatch My Rubber Back was ready to ply us with beer so that we would look at her gnarly bloody big toe. I can only assume it was bloodied when she went down on one knee to propose to All the Way In who was mysteriously absent from trail this week. I know we all hope things with our favorite hash couple are going well and so I will assume they are.

About one hour after we were supposed to be on out we were finally on out. The trail by the way was prelaid like how your mothers were before you father stumbled into that bar where they met. We saw a few river crossings, some fields, a gravel road, trees, bicyclists, bicyclists, and more bicyclists. A few of the cyclists were yelling On On to us, it was like we had a cheering crowd for our pursuit of beer. If they only knew what was awaiting us at the beer check they would have been crying for us.

At the beer check hangman presented us with what I believe was malt liquor. This stuff was so nasty it made me want to pour it into our hashit to improve the taste. The location for the check on the other hand was very nice and green under an underpass or bridge whatever you want to call it. Sizzle Sac made a few bridge jokes and then we were off due to his jokes. I wish he would have just given us the abridged version so we could have left sooner.

The remainder of the trail which only four hashers experienced was full of shiggy and mud. Those who didn’t see it was due to the fact that they shortcuted around much of the fun. I only wish they would have missed a delicious shot check but alas they did not.

Circle was as circles go with lots of funny but oh no we also had lost property. Spitz.com was reunited with her shoes while on trail clicking her heels together mumbling to pyro about no place like under a ball gag. Taste The Rainblow was reunited with her sunglasses after losing them when they fell off into a dank dark hole that just turned out to be Wreath Arounds Hole.

Circle went on with violations and a few happenings worth mentioning such as Herpicles falling for no reason, a WWF super star leaving circle, Two gay men being awarded a hashit, Incredible Edible Shmegg being the sensitive one, and Soft Serve Custer showing Taste The Rainblow how she should have been RA by hosting an excellent circle.

Y’all come back for the next trail now ya hear!