Ay Dios Mio! Wonder Woman’s Evil Trail and Hot, Hot Underpants!

Oh my.  Words just fail me.  How do these Photo Documentation Checks even make it onto trail?  For the sake of clarity and identifying the guilty, Don'tYouDare, Tijuana Donkey Fluffer and Tweedle Dumb are all seen doing gawd knows what...

Oh my. Words just fail me. How do these Photo Documentation Checks even make it onto trail? For the sake of clarity and identifying the guilty, Don’tYouDare, Tijuana Donkey Fluffer and Tweedle Dumb are all seen doing gawd knows what…

    Several weeks ago Delaney’s Tap Room in Westville tragically burned to the ground.  Rather than lament the loss of so much tasty, tasty beer our friends at O’Toole’s Irish Pub thought, “Hey, let’s help our fellow beer chug-a-luggers by running around New Haven in our underpants!”  Our own Five Minute Layover heard “underpants” and the scramble was on to throw an off-week Hash was on.
    In no time she donned her Wonder Woman Underoos and went off, laying the most evil of trails throughout the greater O’Toole’s area, laughing maniacally with an evil mwahahaha at every Check Back and YBF.
    The Kennel, rather small for an off week, donned underpants and the chase was on.  Tap That Teacher, Tijuana Donkey Fluffer, Tweedle Dumb and Don’tYouDare were lured into an immediate CB15 (although there may or may not have been exactly 15 marks on trail, argued some).  Our only choice?  Hash through the Latino Jesus Parade!  FML could not have planned this better, and by better, I mostly mean she’s was really effing with us, all to her pleasure.
    Then we Hashed, and got lost, then Hashed a little more, and got lost, and there may have been a little r*cist behavior, but not really, then we got lost again.  FML’s trail led us near to our beloved IKEA, and then turned north toward Primo Gentlemen’s Club where a Beer Near awaited us at the bar where Hentai Me Down joined the Kennel.
    Interesting side note:  As titillating as the thought of a Hot Undies Hash Beer Near at a strip club was, it was quite disappointing the only other underpants in sight were likely made of dental floss and strapped to some chick older than Don’tYouDare.  Yipes!
    Kennel then crossed path’s with O’Toole’s Undie Runners, stopped for an on-the-fly tasty beer check along the curb (Yup, grown adults, sitting on a downed telephone pole in a public park, drinking Sam Adams on a Saturday afternoon.  Goddam life is grand.)
    On In was at O’Toole’s and that crafty TTT duped DYD into being DFL when she allowed him to open the door for her.  Dammit!
    At Circle it was determined that 1.  It was a shitty trail, 2.  There were no boob checks, and 3.  Dammit, why were there no boob checks?!?!?
    Join us next weekend for more Epic Hashing at Hammonasset State Park in Madison, CT, where we’ll have camping, Hashing and mucho debauchery!  This event is evolving a bit, so please keep track at our Meetup, Facebook and HashSpace pages.  Details to be posted shortly.

 

On Out

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