New Amsterdam Winter Wednesday #135
Pre-lube: Heartland Brewery
Hares: Fuck Me I’m Gay (FMIG) and Kerry
(Virgin) Scribe: Jenn
FMIG’s co-hare actually showed up this time which was a good thing because he needed to break his “
As a slow and dumb pack whore I can’t provide the exact details on where the trail went. One check was at the Wall St bull. We were in the WTC Path Station when I saw a check and spotted an arrow that a blind man on crutches could have beaten me to. I loudly and proudly shouted “on-on”. Don Wannabe was cumming up from behind and snidely commented “did you mean…ON-ONE?”
The check on
I volunteered myself for the first down-down as soon as I walked in the door at Jeremy’s. Before I had consumed even a half-pint of beer someone yelled HASH CASH and like the cheap jew that I am I complained loudly and demanded to know where all the money was going since there were about 20 of us and only 4 supersized beers on the table.
Steamer reasoned that since I had r*n the whole trail I could do the write-up. FMIG said he would help and I told him he was taking me out to dinner. Steamer grabbed the reins as down-down master and started off with the hares and then with an indecent exposure accusation of Fast American Dave for wearing shorts. He then called up all the “deviants” who partook at the Patriot for stopping at a false beer check but since there were so many of them we needed more beer and there went more of my hash cash. Don Wannabe was next for passing fake $2 bills (marked with his personal “where’s george?” stamp) to pay hash cash. (On a side note he would like you to know he’s marked over $20,000 of bills for the where’s george website.) FMIG gave Flaccido a random down-down for teaching him everything he knows about hashing. Despite conspicuously waving and “oohing” I failed to get a down-down.
Flaccido announced that he “got the baby jesus” (or that’s what I thought he said) at the mardi gras hash and needs help organizing, please get in touch with him.
Note: Please blame FMIG for any mistakes. This was only my seventh time hashing and I haven’t even made-out with anyone at an on-in…yet.