EWH3 Hash Trash #: 1047 The Drunk History Part Deux Trail!

When: 6:45 PM Thursday, January 25th, 2018– pack away 7:15 PM

Where: Gallery Place – Chinatown (Red/Green/Yellow)

Hares: GeriatricMandering, Bumspringa, A Midsemester Night’s Cream, Pinocchi-Ho, Please Step Away From the Whores, and Unobtainium

Virgins: Just Michiko

Visitors: Twat My Mom, Fetch

On-After: Union Pub

This sure was a trail to go down in the anals of EWH3 history. It was almost as cold as the ice that they found old Otzi the Iceman in. It was almost as long as the march that the Mormon Battalion made from Iowa to San Diego. But in the end each weary hasher and hariette fulfilled their destinies, obeying the call of fate, by making it to the end circle.

Those who heard the siren slosh of beer made it to Union Pub, to be greeted by the siren song of drunk biddies shouting cuntry music while festooned in Mardi Gras beads.

Violations

  • When the hash sang their welcoming song to Masshole Twat My Mom, they may or may not have been directing their “fuck him’s” to Tom Brady
  • Two English-sounding muggles inquired what the hash was running to on the street. Stain Gretzky (in her best Harry Potter voice) kindly informed them, “to a pint”
  • Quid Pro Blow received a touching gift from their secret admirer cum grocery store cashier. The response to a banana and two limes may just be unrequited love
  • Cum Dumpling, George Stuffed an Octopus, PSA, and Tuck Tuck Deuce were violated for being … historical
  • L’hymen was violated for calling it a “Jew star”

No Naming

On – History isn’t just what’s in the books, its what you make of your life 😉 – on,

Jack