What: Tornado Alley Hash #1177
When: Saturday, March 2, 12:00 pm
Location: NBA's house at 348 N. Erie.
Hash Cash: $5
Hounds: Dip, BP, Cuddles, nnCuddles Friend, nnIPA John, Tina, Puff, Anything Goes, ADD
Pack gathered at NBA’s house, eagerly anticipating what was all but guaranteed to be an AMAZING trail laid by two very accomplished, not to mention attractive, hares. And as it happens, the hounds’ unrealistically high expectations of trail were surpassed by what was a legendary trail that will most likely go down in hash lore as one of the top 3 of all time.
Trail led south to where there a split that headed either further south or into an Oriental Massage Parlor. Trail then took the pack through a rather long underground storm sewage tunnel that had them reappear on the east side of Hillside, by a cemetery. Then the pack headed to the East, just north of Wesley hospital where Cuddle Puncher fell for a wicked YBF, courtesy of Born on Your Anus. Just East of Wesley, most of the pack found the BN, which was in someone’s driveway that NBA knew. At this point, the hares split up for a Turkey/Eagle option.
Unfortunately, the FRB was a virgin and couldn’t find the Eagle trail so he marked it out, depriving hashers of about two extra miles through College Hill Park, under that giant building on Hillside and Douglas, and back north towards NBAs. Some claimed to not have even seen the T/E, and others said they saw it but chose the Turkey option. In any event, they are all assholes.
At the ONIN, NBA fired up the grill and cooked some Hebrews. Or something like that. They were hot dogs and I’m pretty sure that Hebrew was in the name. Circle was good, Dip was feeling kind and spared us any potential deadbugs, and NBA had name brand chips. Yay!
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