NYCH3 # 1082

NYCH3 #1082, December 5, 2004

START: 86th St & Lexington Ave

HARES: Peter and Legs Lesley

On In: Merrion Square

Scribe: Cockstar

 

The Twelve Weeks of Hashing

 

On my first week of hashing, my JM gave to me

A down-down.  SHIT!   I have to pee.

 

On my second week of hashing, my JM gave to me

Two R U? calls,

And a down-down.  SHIT!   I have to pee.

 

On my third week of hashing, my JM gave to me

Three damn songs,

Two R U? calls,

And a down-down.  SHIT!   I have to pee.

 

On my fourth week of hashing, my JM gave to me

Four virgin hares,

Three damn songs,

Two R U? calls,

And a down-down.  SHIT!   I have to pee.

 

On my fifth week of hashing, my JM gave to me

Ass Hole of the Week,

Four virgin hares,

Three damn songs,

Two R U? calls,

And a down-down.  SHIT!   I have to pee.

 

On my sixth week of hashing, my JM gave to me

Six trails for laying,

Ass Hole of the Week,

Four virgin hares,

Three damn songs,

Two R U? calls,

And a down-down.  SHIT!  I have to pee.

 

On my seventh week of hashing, my JM gave to me

Seven Visitors visiting,

Six trails for laying,

Ass Hole of the Week,

Four virgin hares,

Three damn songs,

Two R U? calls,

And a down-down.  SHIT!   I have to pee.

 

On my eighth week of hashing, my JM gave to me

Eight boob and back-checks,

Seven Visitors visiting,

Six trails for laying,

Ass Hole of the Week,

Four virgin hares,

Three damn songs,

Two R U? calls,

And a down-down.  SHIT!   I have to pee.

 

On my ninth week of hashing, my JM gave to me

Nine Crazy Bobs dancing,

Eight boob and back-checks,

Seven Visitors visiting,

Six trails for laying,

Ass Hole of the Week,

Four virgin hares,

Three damn songs,

Two R U? calls,

And a down-down.  SHIT!   I have to pee.

 

On my tenth week of hashing, my JM gave to me

Ten fucking hash names,

Nine Crazy Bobs dancing,

Eight boob and back-checks,

Seven Visitors visiting,

Six trails for laying,

Ass Hole of the Week,

Four virgin hares,

Three damn songs,

Two R U? calls,

And a down-down.  SHIT!   I have to pee.

 

On my eleventh week of hashing, my JM gave to me

Eleven useless pack-marks,

Ten fucking hash names,

Nine Crazy Bobs dancing,

Eight boob and back-checks,

Seven Visitors visiting,

Six trails for laying,

Ass Hole of the Week,

Four virgin hares,

Three damn songs,

Two R U? calls,

And a down-down.  SHIT!   I have to pee.

 

On my twelfth week of hashing, my JM gave to me

Twelve steps for rehab,

Eleven useless pack-marks,

Ten fucking hash names,

Nine Crazy Bobs dancing,

Eight boob and back-checks,

Seven Visitors visiting,

Six trails for laying,

Ass Hole of the Week,

Four virgin hares,

Three damn songs,

Two R U? calls,

And a down-down.  SHIT!   I have to pee.

 

Well, it’s that time of year again, when the parties are hopping, the liquor flowing and, depending on your body type, the waistline/beer ankles/ass is/are expanding.  So, it wasn’t surprising when a large group gathered at the start to try to work off the previous week’s holiday festivities.

 

Typical P&L (Peter and Lesley), started on 86th and Lex.  G*d forbid these two ever venture far from the UES!  I’d like to say that I wrote down the names of all of those who were present, but I would be lying and it’s already 10-beer infused days since then.  So, who can remember?

 

OK.  Because I actually have somewhat of a theme for this write-up, you don’t get much else in the way of trail description.  Suffice it to say it was pretty damn short, went through the park and through some shiggy out on Fifth Avenue and over to Second Avenue and 97th Street to Merrion Square.  The beer selection was superior and hash cash lasted long enough for me to forget who was there.  But, at least, I took good notes for the down-downs:

Peter and Lesley as the hares.  The five-or-so visitors and virgins:  Ashley, Mega Pussy (from St. Petersburg), Mike Scott and Kevin.  Visitor Drolly Dolly (?) and Meat Ball from San Francisco.  Meat Ball and Numb Nuts for wearing ugly/dorky identically matched T-shirts.  Returning New York City hasher Julie.  AOW went to Liz, who didn’t know what the plunger was for and stupidly asked.  Because she refused to be a sport and drink out of it, her sister Sarah was substituted. Last minute down-downs (b/c Dave Long couldn’t come up with enough material) went to Gary, because Julie made him cum and yours truly (Cockstar) for various offenses including giving Viagra Vince two unintentional free lap dances at the Hog Wash and for failing to help Jon with his r*n in Queens after he helped me last Sunday.  Ooooopsies!

 

On-out.

 


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