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Trashes from Hashes: 98. The Mini Stone Mountain
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98 The Mini Stone Mountain. Black Sheep H3 - 12 Octobeer 08. Sunday afternoon. Time to hash. We jumped into our motorized horse and sped off. Or tried to. We hit every light on the way to I-20, and then hit the departing church crowds on the way to the start, which was at an elementary school south of Lithonia. We pulled up at 1:58. And my cute little hashwear wasn’t even clinging to me yet. May the Hash Get a Piece. Posted by L&F @ 9:48 PM. The Adventures of Diddy's Mug. The Year-Long Trash Bib Mix.
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Trashes from Hashes: 102. Roasted Shit
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Black Sheep H3 - 1 Febeerary 09. There was once a bird. No bigger than a turd. And he made his home in a hooooole. He paid his cash. And ran the hash. And watched the Super Booowl. Emphasis on turd. More on that later. This is where the undergrowth vanished and the lowland began, as the creek became a wide expanse of swamp. Some of it was stagnant muck; other areas looked like a moving floor of water. I fell behind the pack at the longest stretch of swampy fire road I’ve ever seen. Back-to-ba...That chec...
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Trashes from Hashes: 99. How to Make a Liquor Luge
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99 How to Make a Liquor Luge. Thanks to all you drunks for making this page the #1 return on Google for "Liquor Luge." Now get your friends wasted. What is a Liquor Luge? It’s a slanted block of ice with curved channels carved across the top. The higher end is the drop-off point for your booze and the other end where you stick your pie hole. You’ll hear Liquor Luges called other things like Ice Luges, Luge Shots, Booze Luges, Shot Slides, etc. Buying an Ice Block. Buying a Pre-Made Ice Luge. The Gerber E...
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Trashes from Hashes: 103. The Vinings Poo Garden
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103 The Vinings Poo Garden. Slow Old Bastards H3 - 25 January 09. Please humor this undeserving scribe so I may illustrate a point. Imagine yourself walking near your home. Maybe it’s a place you enjoy seeing while you’re out, or it could be the street you use to get back to the delicious beer impatiently waiting for you in the fridge. Either way, it’s a place you hold dear. Now add the following visual:. What an ass wipe. Is that butt-nugget nastiness seared into your cranium? This is where you first no...
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Trashes from Hashes: 85. Introducing the King
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85 Introducing the King. Black Sheep H3 - 6 Jan 08. So there I was. Sober. And looking straight at Elvis Presley, standing in a suburban parking lot. I wouldn't really describe him as the Fat Elvis, but he had the Fat-Elvis clothes on; those white sequiny duds that made him look like the Pillsbury Dough Boy had fallen in a vat of shiny cake decorations. Finally, The King removed his glasses and I realized it was only TLS, fooling us all again for the third or fourth year in a row. Maybe I should mention ...
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Trashes from Hashes: 104. Squid Urine
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Black Sheep H3 - 15 Febeerary 09. Guess who's on the wagon? Your humble scribe needs to lose 10 pounds so dress clothes fit again. What does that mean for you? An astoundingly inaccurate hash trash that includes not only the normal Scribe Lies, but also a ton of inaccuracies that will leave you wishing I had never learned to type. What kind of torture were we in for? We would soon find out. We crossed Fairburn Rd, some RR tracks and North Utoy Creek to another check. Continuing on forced us to follow...
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Trashes from Hashes: 91. Where's the TP?
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91 Where's the TP? Southern Comfort H3 - 4 July 08. It's difficult to look back on this long weekend and realize that there was stuff I actually missed. My hashing trifuckta started Friday night with Southern Comfort. But I guess the major festivities started with Painful Member on Thursday night and continued on to the Peachtree Pub Crawl Friday morning. Let's not forget the bar on-after and the on-after-after pool party Friday afternoon. Then maybe the south fork of Peachtree Creek? 93 The Naked Man.
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Trashes from Hashes: 94. But We're Screaming Inside
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94 But We're Screaming Inside. Black Sheep H3 - 20 July 08. We pulled up to Welcome All Park and were greeted to 90-degree heat and a near-dead silence from every living thing in the area. The electricity in the air was non existent. Was this a hash? Did we accidentally arrive at the wrong outdoor event? No, there were Sheepers milling about in the shade, pretending to stretch. But it was so quiet. Even the air was overly still. Most hashers who know the area will say that trails usually go north out of ...
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Trashes from Hashes: 87. Chili, an Oinker and a Really Tall Mountain
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87 Chili, an Oinker and a Really Tall Mountain. Black Sheep H3 - 11 April 08 to 13 April 08. Did you know barnacles can have penises up to eight times their body length? We're talking the biggest in the animal kindom, relative to their size. Yup, that's as intellectual as we would get this weekend. Sounds like a hash campout to me. I entered the annual chili cookoff foolishly thinking I might win with a thematic spin on a very traditional and well-received chili recipe. Buffalo Chili contains marinat...
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Trashes from Hashes: 105. A Test Trail
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105 A Test Trail. Savannah H3 - 17 Septembeer 11. No shit. There I was. Hungover and about ready to puke. Stepping off the pipes leads to a muddy trek toward I-95, which turns into a rocky way to cross underneath the interstate. Then if the hares bushwack a little of the briars, there is a way to cross under the access road on the other side. Then there's a little more muck, a little jaunt on train tracks and another batch of mud on the other side. First Hare: Gets to trail on Bus #1, shouting demands an...