#1163 December 16, 2007 Seven Corners

SIGN UP FOR THE WH4 HOLIDAY PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hares: Tooth Fairy, Slurpee, Dyke Tyson, Dildo Shaggins

Virgins: Just Rick, Just Curt, Just Travis, and Just Nick

Visitors: Cock Juggler – Oxford University H3

Long Time No-Seers: Turn The Other Cheek, One Tit Only, Balls Balls Balls, Lube Me Up Scotty and SIGN UP FOR THE WH4 HOLIDAY PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Beer Bitch: Just Jenn

Analversaries: Dyke Tyson – 25, Microsoft – I didn’t catch how many

Brew Crew: Wookin Pa Nub, One Time At Hand Camp

OnOnOn: Dogfish Head (who said head?)

SIGN UP FOR THE WH4 HOLIDAY PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I should write something here about a cold, wet trail. It was cold, but our RA deserves kudos for keeping the freezing rain at bay. I am, however longing for the next trail where my toes don’t get numb from running in near freezing water. The most notable thing about the trail, though, was the back check 5 that nobody saw in the entrance to a tunnel. The clue that we all missed it was the fact that there were no marks at the point where the tunnel split. So, we did the sensible thing. We chose to exit the tunnel via a manhole (yeah that's right, a bunch of dudes explored a man hole. Not there's anything wrong with that....) that led us directly to a walker true trail. It wouldn’t be the first time a group of hashers was seen emerging from a wet, stinky tunnel. Good times. As a general side note and a personal request I'd like hares to find more wet warm, if they can be soft too that would be an added bonus, tunnels for hashers to spend copious amounts of time in. In addition to that, there was plenty of stupidity to go around. On on to violations right after a reminder to sign up for the WH4 holiday party.

Violations:

Hares: Lost half the pack in a tunnel.

FRBs: Too dumb to see the “BC5” in the tunnel and turn around.

Et Tu Bootay: Academic overachievement. Finished grad school last week in physical therapy. What this really means: now you have to pay her more for an erotic massage.

Semen On The Pew: Vying for Spinal Tap’s affection. Spinal said he doesn’t do anything under 6’. Semen made sure to let him know he was 6’2” tall. Too bad his man meat doesn't match up to his physical height.

Breathless & Spinal Tap: Fashion contest on trail. Breathless looked at Spinal Tap and declared “you’ve outdone me again.”

Bob Lowblaw: Providing anal sex on trail. In the tunnel, Queerly I’m Straight was behind him, grunting and saying “I’m cuming.”

Bad Ditch: Joined the home hashing network and waited for the hash to arrive at her place for the beer check before joining the pack. This takes auto hashing to a new level.

Just Rick: Ran a shittier trail than most when a bird shit on his shoulder and he did nothing to remove it.

Cock Juggler: Spent months in the DC area without cumming. I’m sure we can find a harriette to help you with that. Hint hint, see Et Tu Bootay.

Knee Deep Pussy High: False claim of virginity. Overheard before trail saying “I’ve never been with anybody.”

Put It Out: Moves his hand down Winn Dickme’s leg saying “dry…dry…dry…wet?” He was supposed to go the other direction!

Just Travis: Borrowed Hasher Humper’s hoodie and pronounced it the best thing he’s ever felt. Again, the harriettes offered to step up to solve the problem.

One Tit Only: Birthday on trail.

Mellow Foreskin Cheese: Finally got himself a mobile phone. He was born in the 16th century, but has finally moved into the 20th.

and finally, SIGN UP FOR THE WH4 HOLIDAY PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hash Shit:

Rambutt is still in possession of the Hash Shit. We may never see it again after they eloped. Theirs is a love that the rest of us may not ever understand. How can a beautiful woman settle for the heartless love of our Hash Shit? Maybe it’s the 18” length of the plunger handle. Maybe it’s the safety and security that the helmet brings. Maybe it’s Snap Crackle Poop’s combination dildo and water gun that provides that “almost better than real” feeling. We may never know. Anyway, we sure hope to give the Hash Shit to somebody for being stupid. So bring it back, and fight for your lover by being dumber than everyone else.

From there, it was On on on to Dogfish (who said) Head. I was more interested in your mom giving head, but Dogfish had beer and food, too. So, it was okay.

On On,

Gay Guy Counter with edits from Cock A Doodle Do Me

p.s. SIGN UP FOR THE HOLIDAY PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!