Last weekend on July 20th was the Christmas in July Hash hosted by
the Black Rock Pub. It was also my despedida! That was sad. But it was a great day!
Sir Sump Pump thought that if he put a light-up dog collar on me it would keep me in line.
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"You will be a beacon of light and hope for all dogs in Santiago." |
But he was wrong.
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You there! I demand that you shake it like a Polaroid picture! |
The pre-run circle was normal (by Hash standards)...
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"Ok gang. How do we feel about Roberto?" |
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"We like him!" |
Then the run! Hares Octopussy, Quarter Bouncer and French Polisher led the group on a trail north of the Mapocho and...through the sculpture park.
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wait...oh no...oh SWEET JESUS |
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THEY'RE ESCAPING |
The trail brought us to a beer stop (yay!), which was actually a delicious-holiday-jello-shot stop.
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The phrase "never accept candy from strangers" comes to mind. |
In exchange for taking our picture, we gave a group of underage kids extra jello shots. Then we were all like, "hell yeah tell your friends. We're better then hobos that will go into the liquor store for you."
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Sir Sump Pump forgets that Superman isn't Canadian. Bruce and Bi-Weekly Deposit forget they are not Power Rangers. And Roberto forgets he is not MC Hammer. |
Then...off we went again.
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The jello shots haven't worn off yet. |
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I feel like the jello shots are irrelevant in this photo. |
Back at the Black Rock, we started up the circle. I was forced to sit in the middle and take a down-down with everyone. (awesome)
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"ah well if you twist my arm..." |
There were prizes for the most creative Christmas outfit and ugliest sweater.
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KY Not: "Actually, moonlighting at a Cafe con Piernas is great!"
Come Swim With Me: "Yeah! Wanna see some of our moves?" |
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Hand-stitched holiday sweater trivia game. No sarcasm here - that was cool. |
There was also a secret Santa.
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"Ok everybody, let's make a line to sit on my lap. Otherwise it's too disorganized."
"Uh Sir Sump Pump? that's not how a Secret Santa works..." |
And of course, gratuitous drinking.
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Slap this man's face on an Escudo billboard, he looks so damn happy |
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knees bent, heels down, back straight...good form! |
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My taste buds are having an awakening. |
Finally I, Easy As 123, am proud to say that I was welcomed into The Order of the Purple Pukus. My...ahem...less than dignified inauguration is captured in this next series of photos.
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I have brought shame to my family. |
After the circle, we had a DELICIOUS Christmas dinner, completely with turkey, ceviche, all the sides and toppings and wine and holy crap I am salivating just thinking about it.
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I don't know what's happening here because by this point I was wasted. |
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I don't know what's happening here because by this point I was wasted. |
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I don't know what's happening here because by this point I was wasted. |
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I don't know what's happening here because by this point I was wasted. |
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I don't know what's happening here because by this point I was wasted. |
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I don't know what's happening here because by this point I was wasted. |
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I don't know what's happening here because by this point I was wasted. |
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I don't know what's happening here because by this point I was wasted. |
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I don't know what's happening here because by this point I was wasted. |
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I didn't go to Flannery's because I went home because I was wasted. |
All in all it was a wonderful Hash. A big thanks to the Black Rock for hosting us and putting on such a delicious meal, and to French Polisher and Co. for organizing the events.
A special good bye note to all of you Hashers:
You are some of the coolest people I've ever met. Stay weird, stay in touch, and ON ON ♥
-Easy As 123