Hash #241 – The Stranger “Danger Watch Out for That Semi” Hash
Thursday, January 3, 2013 – Hash #241: The Stranger “Danger Watch Out for That Semi” Hash
Ask and ye shall receive….. You ungrateful assholes 🙂
Stranger (Danger! Watch out for that semi) Strong Trail recap:
Wow well this is only over a month overdue but some little vagina (cough cough Stranger) has his panties in a twist and wanted me to actually do my designated job. Horse shit!
Anywho, here’s the quickest recap ever. As always, the 3rd annual Stranger New Year hash, this time with the helping hands of Lance Semi Strong, was a great trail.
We were essentially in the woods and on different trails the whole time, I’m pretty sure tequila was involved, and every beer stop was accompanied with a podium where a lucky gal was fortunate enough to flash us. Not everyone got this concept, although Just Grace and Just Kim’s awesome headstands were pretty legit.
The trail was A-B so the whole time I was envisioning we’d be ending up in some cool bar or someone’s nice, warm home. But nope. We ended up on a bridge in the middle of nowhere. Now this may not sound so bad, however, this was literally the coldest hash known to man. We didn’t even have a trash can with a fire going, hell even bums get that! We were officially more pathetic than bums.
Due to this frigid cold we had the quickest circle-jerk ever and wanted to forgo the 93 namings we had to do (even though we had hardly any names thought up), but alas, Rick James’ Bitch was being a little bitch and insisted we name them. So in a guerrilla-style, no time for complaints fashion, this is what we came up with, which I think are all quite appropriate given the people and circumstances.
Just Brenden: PedELFile
Just Bryan: Uncle Dirty Dick
Just Bridget: Overabeaver
Just Kim: Ditch Bitch
Just Grace: Fuk Me
Just Ethyl: Fuk Yoo
We got the hell out if AG as fast as we possibly could, and props to Stranger & Semi Strong for an awesome trail. It wasn’t their fault it was frigid cold and they led us to a abandoned bridge waiting to get raped (which later occurred in Python’s creeper van as we piled in 11 people and 5 dogs back to the A. Seriously).
The f*ckin end. There, happy Stranger??
-Oily Fuk