Brooklyn 821 – March 21 2016

hares – cum on moses, just ben (oh yes, apparently Moses had to ditch the virgin-lay Just Ben in the middle of setting trail – and there was a noticeable drop in quality of trail in the 2nd half.) Cum on Moses – made us wait at the start while he drank his beer, he made us carry our bags over 1 block, and something about poorly setting hotline Georgia O’Queefe – haberdasher for carrying suitcase Cum on Moses – for complaining about suitcase 6″ ladies – for getting fucked twice on trail Just Maddie – claims shes not a virgin Georgia – hashing on advice of lawyer Blackout – some bullshit on g train on-in: Alibi on Dekalb in Fort Greene, I give that place a thumbs-down, there is no decent place to...

Brooklyn 819 – March 7 2016

start: underhill & sterling goldstar beer onin: supercolider hare: turd dimension ….already 9:45pm and we havent had circle yet, comeooooooon circle or go home oval up!… turd! virgin – just maddie, a guy named patrick made her cum racists – six inches ladies, cheeky, georgia oqueefe blackout – thoughtful for rest of pack rather than going to on-in whoremaster & moses, taking a call on trail pecker wrecker – as the pack is getting lost in the park after dark, we call into the distance “are you?”, and a gentle “nothing but rabies this way” is sent back. blackout again suddenly showed up at last check (finger lickin would have gotten this down down but he left before circle happened) o’queefe, drug bust, racknroller – blood on trail! BLOOD ON TRAIL!!!!, we climbed through the thorny brush, hand over hand, halfway up the hill, full of thorns and scratches, ripped shirts, cuts in our ankles, only to get to the top to find true trail on a normal easy-to-run path technically foul – returning former jm doggie erectus for hearing on trail turd -animated gif on site – using laptop as collateral to bar tab, starting trail with an apology about how bad it would be everyone who attended this evening received a down-down T-E-A-M-Drink! good...

Brooklyn 814 – February 1 2016

Brooklyn 814 February 1 2016 Hare: cum on everybody on-in – st vitus bar, greenpoint   I arrived an the on-in. No clue how the trail went. Down- Down’s awarded to: Our Hare: cum on everybody Our Hare: dude, where’s the nonpizza food? – we were promised non-pizza food!!! Our Hare, again: 4miles turned to 5+ miles lexi’s bitch, leaky bladder- entranced by ferris beullers day off playing on wall dr bruce – dog piss soaked snow, throwing snowball at cum on moses visitors to brooklyn – chicken of the seaman, Asheville its been 6 years, atlanta, ga georgia oqueefe – tapering for la marathon drug bust, doggie – not running trail dressed as civilians sandy syphillis – hashy birthday eager for beaver – picked up on trail by stranger in car cum on moses – annoying at...

Brooklyn 813 – January 25 2016

Brooklyn 813 January 25 2016   Start: Farrell’s in Windsor Terrace On-in: 773 Lounge in Kensington   Brooklyn suffered through snowstorm Jonas, dumping approximately 26 inches on the borough, one of the all-time harshest snowstorms in NYC history. The day after the snowstorm, our brave hare was out setting trail in Kool-Aid, determined to give us addicts what we need: RUNNING AND DRINKING   hare georgia oqueefe hare again – wank in bad weather turd dimension & finger lickin – animal trauma – squirrel, monkey orgasm 6″ ladies & pecker wrecker – offensive tshirt “im not gay” whtserface- false accusation to jms cum on moses, racknroller, usmarinewhore, drugbust – fancy footwear cum on moses – llbean shoes = mainer labor jay – lightup shoes sick passenger witnessing – doggie & just jay finger lickin – took down down for drug bust who swept trail to rescue 6″ ladies cum on moses – “you didnt smell this fart”   and clearly, I had been DRINKING based on how I took these notes. Who is whtserface? The world may never know… Cheers, Drug...

Leap Day Hash – February 29 2016

Brooklyn #818 Leap Day Hash February 29 2016   Hares:  What a Cunt and Stuff My Fluff (Virgin Lay)   It was the hash of a lifetime. With the realization that this was the first Leap Hash in the history of the Brooklyn H3, and that there would not be another one until 2044, we knew this could not be missed.   The pack assembled in front of O’Keefe’s on Court Street.  Chalk-talk included standard marks, checks, boob-checks, and the all-impressive 2/29 Check in honor of Leap Day which meant 4-and-you’re-on.  The hares also warned of a Circle Jerk.  What a Cunt exclaimed, “Everyone knows what to do during a Circle Jerk?  No, really.  Everyone knows what to do?…   Take care of the person behind you!”   We took off sensitive to our Leap Day rules.   We hit the first check a mere 50 meters from the start.  By the second check on Jay Street in front of the Brooklyn Court House, we were off-trail for the first time in the night.  Around-and-around we went, tripled over where we had already run.  Through the courtyard between Shake Shack and Hill Country Chicken some fine street dwellers got into the game and tried to tell us where to go.  A few hashers grew frustrated enough to call the hotline.  Blackout disappeared.  Maybe the Hares had confused Leap Day with April Fool’s.  Finally, trail was found.   Then, the rumors spread that we were going to Manhattan.  How could that be?  This is the BROOKLYN H-Three.  The Manhattan Bridge loomed in front of us.  As though rubbing lemon juice into a...