Saturday 25 October 2014

Hash #160 - Not for the Faint of Heart: The Ebola Enema Hash!

In celebration of Pablo Picasso's birthday, since he was not known for being a softie:
 Pablo Picasso, who was never called an Asshole!

We're celebrating the 160th hash with a new, less forgiving return to the sophomoric practices so beloved in other hashes! This week, we're administering Ebola Enema down-downs! It's just a little over the top. We should be more mature, and consider other people's feelings, but we're hashers, dammit!


...and we're going for a run on Saturday! Here's the deets:
  • What: Hash #160-The Ebola Enema Hash (& Picasso's Birthday - get Cubic!)
  • When: Saturday, October 25, 2014. 2:00PM
  • Where: Blanco Encalada 1771 #1715.
  • How Much: $4.000 gets you in, gets you beer & choripan.
  • What to Bring: some snacks, extra libations
  • How to find it: Here, across the street from the big red castle on Blanco Encalada. Metro Toesca & go South until you see the castle, Metro O'Higgins north. Turn right at the castle and walk 1/2 block West.

Be on time, or you might be the first test subject for our new Ebola Enema Gun. Cheers!

There's details on Meetup, too.


** For the uninitiated:
We are a drinking group with a running problem. If the above sounds a little de trop, don't worry. It is. We follow hashing traditions, singing songs, drinking beer, and following silly rules. We start with a ~7k run / 4k walk (your choice), then do our circly ritual, sing some ribald songs, and finally we relax, eat a little choripan. The Ebola bit is part of our tradition of inappropriate humor - it's all good-natured and gives our many misfits an opportunity to socialize in a fraternal, off-beat environment. Come check it out, or join us next time, in 2 weeks!

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Your faithful GM,
Multiple Entry

Hash #159 - Columbus Day Hash!



  • What: It's a Hash - let's go for a run & drink a little beer.
  • When: Saturday Oct 11, 2pm
  • Where: Santo Domingo 1240
  • Cost: 4000CLP Choris included!

Hares: Sir Turtle Head & Sleeping Beauty.

Let's celebrate the 522 Anniversary of Columbus inventing America while having a little fun at the expense of European "history"


This should be an esp fun trail, since Sleeping Beauty & Sir Turtle Head are radical take-no-prisoners trail-blazers who draw on their extensive knowledge of Aramaic and Cuneiform to do the trail markings!

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Your faithful GM,
Multiple Entry

Wednesday 24 September 2014

Interhash del Sur Coming Up Oct 11 & 12 in Colonia del Sacramento

The legendary Interhash del Sur is coming up. You can ask Sir Lady Bug, Moon Job, or Cumming Up for Air. Depending on how well hydrated they are, you'll hear amazing tales of the memorable event it was last year!

October 11 & 12. There's a little info. currently on the BA H3 Blog. Bottom line is that you can get a flight for about $300. You'll need accommodations, and the ferry across will cost another US $50 or so.

So far it looks like Dick So Soft, Sir Sump Pump, Bushy Pussy, and NoName Gonzalo are representing SCL H3, so you might want to coordinate with them if you have an interest.

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Your faithful GM,
Multiple Entry

Hash #158 - The Quincentenary of the Island of Florida!

What: It's a Hash!
When: Saturday Sep 27 at 2pm
Where: Moneda 2155
Other Details:

It's $3000CL. There's a run, and a pot-luck pic-nic after. We run ~7k or walk ~4k, then have our ritual, followed by the food and general mingling.

This Saturday, we celebrate the quincentenary of Ponce de Leon acquiring Florida to look for the Fountain of Youth. We're not serious historians. Just youthful in developmental terms. Cone on out & have some fun.

What's up with Florida, you ask? Well - 500 years ago on the 27th of September (give or take 10 days or so. Thanks, Obama...), Ponce de Leon managed to get it to himself from the crown, so he could go hunting for the Fountain of Youth. And they thought Florida was an island then.

Don't worry. Contemporary history will look just as silly to folks 500 years from today.



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Your faithful GM,
Multiple Entry

Hash #157 - The Tikki Tikki Tee Hash!

What: It's a Hash!
When: Saturday Sep 13 at 2pm
Where:  'Lady' Prune's Fabulous Country Estate



Saturday 23 August 2014

Hash #156 - The Hills are Alive with the Sounds of Hashers!

As the icy flows beat a hasty retreat in the face of an advancing Spring, the Hash moves to a higher plane. This installment of the Santiago Hash is not going to be the usual champagne and caviar affair that favors slumming it in the little black cocktail-dress and last year's Louboutins, no.

To mark the end of August and a big sigh of relief for Santiaguinos especially (CTM! Pasámos Agosto) let's have a little challenge. It's one of those strolls that's not quite leisurely, but where everyone will make an effort to not look winded, because, you know, we're infantile that way. Nevertheless, small children, the elderly, and the severely hung-over will suffer on this ascent, since it's an average grade of better than 25%, gaining 660m in the space of 2200m walking distance.


...so let's have a walk in the park, followed by singing, a little beer, some delicious animal flesh, and a general clearing of the lungs, while taking in the view from a sporty 1600m.

This hash is going to be so strict, Maria von Trapp would have approved:

  1. BRING HIKING SHOES, water, and sun-screen. We WILL really discourage you from going up without hiking shoes or cross-trainers - tread is a very handy thing, esp. coming back down in a controlled manner. Skin cancer, dehydration, and the latest fad in orthopaedic surgery are on you. Don't be this guy:
  2. You MUST sign up / pay by midnight Thursday August 28 (because we must know in advance how many to shop for...)
  3. To make up for all these annoying rules, we'll be supplying the food as well as the beer, the cheer, the vistas and the shitty trail.
  • When: Saturday, August 30, 11am (31st anniversary of Pres. Carter getting attacked by a rabbit while canoeing in GA)
  • Where: Meet at Plaza San Enrique (a short bus ride away from Metro Los Dominicos: https://goo.gl/maps/AMCjE )
    How much: pre-pay $10.000 to join (food & drink included)
    To pay: see details on our Facebook page.
Your friendly local GM,
Multiple Entry
 
On on!




Tuesday 5 August 2014

Hash #155 - Winter Beach Hash!


The central coast is fantastic this time of year, and, if you're up for it, a dip in the cool, refreshing waters of the Pacific will make the rest of winter feel warm by comparison! Come out for a Chili cook-out you won't soon forget. Casa Once Perros Locos is the height of refinement and luxury, and no stranger to excellent hashes celebrating the Virgin Mary and her progeny.

OK...maybe it's not quite that cold.
Much more like it...
So it's time for our Hash #155, the Winter Beach Hash at Sir Sump Pump's Casa Once Perros Locos (name change subject to perro availability) in beautiful El Quisco.

The weekend celebrating the Assumption of the Virgin Mary is as good a time as any for hashers to enjoy a slice of heaven by having a nice run at El Quisco. This is a special hash indeed, because we have:
  • Transportation there and back right to the on-on-on.
  • Casa Once Perros Locos - a beautiful place with a beautiful view, in
  • El Quisco - Pacific Ocean in all its glory - rugged, painterly vistas.
  • A fun trail involving gentle hillside clambering and much ocean & forest. Sewage and Finger in the Dyke always make a shitty trail!
  • A guaranteed beer-stop - need I say more?
  • Cacti in bloom, poppies starting to pop, and pelicans too!
  • Sir Sump Pump's fantastic chili made with real honest-to-god kidney-beans.
  • Fall in love with a dog? No problem! Many up for adoption, all fixed and vaccinated.
What's amazing, too, is that our RA, Spoodgebob Stainpants, has made proper hash weather arrangements. Good work.  It's spring in the middle of winter!


Sir Sump Pump will make you a sweet deal for that Hookah

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Your faithful GM,
Multiple Entry


Hosts Sewage (Our visiting Papuan GM) & Sir Sump Pump
Hares Sewage and Finger-in-the-Dyke
When Saturday August 16th 2014 Bus leaves from Flannery's promptly at noon.
Where Casa Once Perros Locos, El Quisco
What to Bring
  • Running or sporty walking clothes
  • Footware that can handle some mildly rugged terrain and damp cool
  • Drink for the after-party
  • A little cash for sundries en-route
  • Hasherdashery to show your colors, white socks (it's a rule..)
  • A bathing suit & a towel if you're feeling brave
What to Expect Great Canadian-style Chili made with real kidney-beans. Sir Sump Pump will be cooking for us, so bring snacks/drinks.
Cost $15000 including entertaining luxury transport from Flannery's or $7000 if you're driving yourself. Details on Facebook (you must be a member of the group to access)



The Bus will leave from Flannery's Irish GeoPub in Providencia promptly at noon,
and leave El Quisco at 9pm, returning to Flannery's by 11pm Saturday, leaving time for an On-on-on (which, for the uninitiated, means having some post-beer beers: it's safe to assume that any hashing term you don't immediately understand is just a synonym for drinking beer)

Spots must be pre-booked by 10pm on Wednesday the 13th. Bookings after this will be subject to space available, and may or may not get to eat, so be sure to reserve your space by Monday even if you're not taking the bus!
  • Bank transfer can be made to Juan Cristian; details on Facebook
  • For those who prefer to pay cash, Multiple Entry will be at Flannery's in Providencia Monday 8pm-10pm attending a Choir Practice that is sure to have neighborhood cats yowling for mercy as we bone up on our repertoire.
Please RSVP ASAP - whether or not you're taking the bus - it's just being nice to the cook!

Friday August 15th is a holiday in Chile, celebrating the Assumption of the Virgin Mary into heaven. El Quisco is a popular destination for the long holiday weekend, because it is a great place to visit!

If you decide to make a long weekend of it yourself, book accommodations early (like today). Here is a handy list of cabanas for short-term vacationers courtesy of Sir Sump Pump:


Cabanas La Portada
09 222 4537
09 537 8503
Cabanas Santa Barbara
035 473 659
09 542 4699
casa y cabana
9 504 7434
Casa - 18 Bella Vista
9 190 4469
Cabanas La Princesa
035 47 3512
7 737 5536
6 149 2594
Cabanas Vera Verano
Pena Gris 631
09 449 1784
07 447 3813
09 059 5994
035 473 955
Sir Sump Pump's neighbour Osvaldo
9 258 6862
Also, Sunset Hotel (on El Quisco Beach, where we had the beer stop on a couple of Hashes)
035 (2) 474 845
6727 7690

Sunday 3 August 2014

Hash #154- The Peter O'Toole Hash!

A good time was had by all, it would appear...

A "Good" Time... Yes - if you say so.

Sir Peter  would have been proud that we practically ignored him in our zeal to merrymake. No offense intended, and, in all likelihood, none taken! Saturday August 2nd marked his 82nd birthday, and, surprisingly, many hashers did not seem to know the breadth of Sir Peter's talents and what is, for me, a real high-point of comedy - What's New, Pussycat. At least one virgin came to us hoping to find fellow O'Toole aficionados, and was disappointed, but given some beer to compensate, as hashers are wont to do.

The start time was set for 2pm, but, alas, we were blissfully unaware that August 2nd was also Bolivian Agrarian Reform day, which due to ensuing celebrations made reaching our destination a time-consuming process frought with uncertainty as it involved crossing many streets effectively cut off by Bolivian merrymakers getting in the way of our own merrymaking. Add to that a pretty big protest against a damn project, and it was basically a crap-shoot to get to the hash by car or bus. Of course, we cyclists and those clever enough to use the Metro or live close-by had little trouble, but the delay of the all-important beer-meister and many others set us back a full hour to start, creating golden opportunities for late-comer down-downs.

Intro circle out of the way, runners took off like something from a Looney Tunes cartoon; by the time the dust had settled nothing remained but a smoldering track, and the walkers slowly alighting. Miles later and a few false trails down the road, we'd had a nice promenade around beautiful old Santiago - durable architecture and broad-shouldered concrete and stone constructions that will not be brought down by little inconveniences like fire or earthquake, a bit the worse for wear, and refreshingly able to show many decades of urban survival. There were a few false trails , and the markings were generally good. It was unanimously declared a Shitty Trail - congratulations to Sir Acting Semen and Sir Turtlehead on a job well done.

The warm, yellow stillness of downtown rooftop pools is good for photography!

Once back at NoName Armando's place, we circled up and took care of some business with Multiple Entry directing the proceedings as your Grand Master, Jesus Cums Twice performing Religious Adviser duties, Spoodgebob Stainpants song-meistering, Sir Acting Semen hasherdashing, Prune hare-raising, Moon Job doing hash cash, Bi-weekly Deposit the all-importnat beer-meister, helped out by Bushy Pussy piss-pouring, and Sir Sump Pump putting some real elbow-grease into his pecker-inspecting.

And we would later come to realize that Jesus Cums Twice is as badass as they come. Here she is religiously advising as if nothing, after having been mauled by wild dogs during the run!

 Important highlights included many leavers and returners, details about pre-paying for hash #155, and most importantly, Mariachi Masturbator's 75th hash. Congratulations!

Mariachi Masturbator approves, as she is celebrated for her 75th hash!

Unfortunately, the circle had to be abbreviated quite a bit to make up for the late start, so some formalities were skipped or rushed over, but in general it was a shitty circle and we got done what needed to get done, mostly.

Also noteworthy was the return of Dick So Soft, who brought a bottle of the amazing Dave's Insanity hot sauce (thank you for sharing) along with his winning personality! We were visited by reporters from a local paper, who all happened to be virgins, so we were forced to down-down them. Dick So Soft truly deserves the title of Hash Jedi - it would appear he has been hashing for about 6 years longer than he's been alive, and has, literally, hashed everywhere in the known universe. Seeing the plight of our visitors as they were cornered with a down-down, he took pity & gifted them a t-shirt commemorating the Omicron Persei 8 hash - a lovely affair to hear Dick So Soft tell it - or some other far-flung event he has visited in the past. Our guests from La Tercera were awesomely good sports about our eccentricities and really fun people to boot. We hope we'll see them back again!

Here we have a group of Hashers laughing in the face of a bomb-threat, having figured out that resistance is futile.

I suppose it's worth mentioning that towards the end of the evening we were lightly disrupted by a bomb-threat. Militarized police in flak-vests (for your protection, lol) swarmed below, while, as you can see, we continued to engage in proper hash behavior rather than harshing our finely crafted evening vibe.

Thanks again to NoName Armando for the facilities. The view was great, as was the space itself! So for now we say Good-bye to no-name Johnny from Brooklyn, and hello to our new friends Nicky, Jacinto,  Fabiola, Nayarett, Iván, Gloria, and Greg!

See you on the beach next time. Don't forget to pre-register!





Your faithful GM,
Multiple Entry

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Sir Peter O'Toole's 82nd birthday is cause for a run and a down-down, even if he's a little indisposed at the moment! (Too soon?)


The jury's still out on what the weather will be like, so Spoodgebob Stainpants & Jesus Cums Twice - do your magic and make the sun shine!

Get the details and RSVP on Meetup!


Hosts No Name Armando, No Name David, and Prune
Hares Sir Acting Semen and Sir Turtle Head
When Saturday August 2nd 2014 @2:00pm
Where San Martín 714, SCL
What to Bring Running or sporty walking clothes, Food for the grill, Drink for the after-party, Hasherdashery to show your colors, White socks (it's a rule...)
Cost CLP 3000


Monday 14 July 2014

Hash #153 - The Heat-Seeker Hash!

What could possibly go wrong as we celebrate 1950th anniversary of the Great Fire of Rome AND Lizzie Borden's 154 birthday!

Burn your mouth out with Multiple Entry's primitiv hot sauce. There will be some Choripan, but don't be a wet blanket! Bring something fun to throw on the barbie.

HOSTS: Prune & Thunder Down Under
HARES: Maxipad With Wings & Multiple Entry
WHEN: Saturday July 19, 2014. Boarding gates will close promptly at 2pm
WHERE: Shamrock. Torres de Tajamar # 18/19, Providencia 1100.
WHAT TO BRING: food to share, money for hash, On-on-on beer, and hasherdashery
COST: $3.OOO

On on

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Your faithful GM,
Multiple Entry

Friday 11 July 2014

#152 - If you're north of the Rio Grande, it was Independence Day!

...and a good time was had by all. A proper shitty trail through beautiful Barrio Brasil, an over-active pecker inspector, and a lot of television-watching. By now, everybody's a soccer fan!

Check back after the 28th for more detail.

Hash #151 - What happened?

It all went by in a blur, as it was in the middle of a World Cup. Sleeping Beauty demonstrated why the Nobel Prize comes from Sweden, with his new Tensor Calculus notation for trail markings, and some people got a little tipsy...

Check back for greater detail.

"Sesquicentennial" was Octopussy's Favorite Word....


It was a hash to remember... and someday I'll tell you about it in these very pages. - The departure of our lovely GM, the naming of two fine hashers, manly men eatign weiners by the mouthful, and the painful realization that most English-speakers are at a loss playing footsie with balls.

Seriously, this is a placeholder.

Hash 149 - Yo' Mamma Would Not Approve!

Thanks again to Jesus Cums Twice and NoName Enzo for hosting this time. It was cold and it was grey, but beer and song made it all better!

Check back after the 28th for a full accounting.

Tuesday 3 June 2014

Hash 148 – The Fine Whiners

Hash 148 – The Fine Whiners

 

It has been some time since this epic event took place, but the story bears telling. After some 5 weeks, your trusty RA having just made bailrecovered from the fraternizing, might have been be recounting the event as unfaithfully as possible, but alas, motivation and memory failed, so these few pictures will be what remains...
Serious wine connoisseurs always prepare their palate en route while reflecting on the terroir of the tasting to come... and use at lest three French words per sentence...
We definitely picked some grapes... We're pretty sure they were for wine. We're totally sure that our technique was unbeatable!
Then we tasted the wine we made... or maybe it was another wine - but it was really good. Notes all over the place!
Chupe de mariscos, fish with sausage in it.. This is the high-end stuff. Some were disappointed to see hashers behaving in such a civil manner.
Some hashers are pretty sure they made new friends
Then everybody derided this guy and poured beer on him. It was very puerile! I have no idea what was happening.
As we left, we saw where new hashers are spawned...



Saturday 10 May 2014

Hash 149: The YO MOMMA Hash!

Mother's Day approaches! Honor her: bring a dish of hers to share, wear her clothes, get knocked up! //
Dia de la Madre esta cerca! Honra tu mama: llevas un plato de ella, ponte la ropa de tu mama, y preñate!

HOSTS: Jesus Comes Twice y EnzoNoName
HARES: Arquisexual Dance Whore and Last to Cum
HORA: 14:00 (2PM)
UBICACION: Lira 526
METRO: Santa Isabel
LLEVAS: plato para compartir, ropas para después del círculo, crema del sol
VALOR: $3.OOO

Recuerdas: Proxima hash es nuestra sesquicentennial (150°) en el centro! 
Emocionarse!

On on!

Wednesday 23 April 2014

Signup Deadline for Viña Casa Marin Hash 148 is Today!

Remember: The Signup Deadline is Today
Carpe Diem!

Hash 148: Viña Casa Marin - the posh hash - looms large on the horizon, but we need a head-count for the world-class chefs to send out the right number of truffling pigs! Don't be mean to the pigs. They are hungry & raring to go!



Let them practice their art and don't miss out on this unique opportunity to go out and get intimate with the grapes at a small coastal vineyard among new friends and good cheer!

The complete program, menu and details are here. Check it out & get your payment in by 5pm today, Wednesday April 23. What better way to celebrate the 29th birthday of New Coke than by signing up for a first-class gourmet experience that shows your love for finer food and wine by becoming one with the terroir?

We have a limited number of seats available so act before 2pm to get the best seats on our luxury coach. Avoid the effort and risks of drinking and driving! Complimentary massages and false advertising are included in the purchase price, so act now!


Friday 18 April 2014

Hash 147 - Easter Comes Too Soon


We seem to be in a groove, so to speak, aptly matching hash dates to anniversaries of great consequence to space exploration. Make of that what you will, but I think I know a lot more about the feeling of zero gravity since I started hashing, so it feels relevant. The diligent Hasher will remember that Hash 146 was on the anniversary of Mariner 10 flying past Mercury, and 148, the Winery Hash, will fall on the somewhat less auspicious anniversary of NASA's Ranger 4 crashing into the moon in 1964.

Actual NASA photo of the 1964 incident.
Although hash 147 took place on the 37th anniversary of Yuri Gagarin's flight in Vostok I – the first manned space-flight, and the first manned orbit around the earth, we chose to focus more on the fertility of egg-laying rabbits than on Yuri's trip because that obviously has so much more potential, and the promise of bunny outfits and egg hunts just seemed to align better with proper hash behavior.

The real reason Sir Sump Pump couldn't make it to the Hash.
And so we gathered at the lovely Estadio Corfo, where One Erection graciously procured us a covered outdoor picnic area complete with grill. Estadio Corfo is more a country club than a stadium as such. What's more, this particular one is still widely known by its previous name, Estadio Las Condes, and has an entrance that is unlabeled and not at the nominal street address, making the location challenging to find for first timers. It was a sporty adventure, and Hashers milled around the outside looking a bit like Monty Python's philosophers playing soccer, until the first one found the entrance and the rest quickly followed.

Proper mingling took place as we prepared to go off on our exciting adventure. Here we see more experienced Hashers hydrating in preparation for the arduous trail. 


As you can see, we are a devout bunch and quite set on respecting the delicate traditions of fertility and resurrection that this hash represents, so some of us wore plastic rabbit masks, ears, and other signs of devotion.

We briefly gathered in the traditional circle to go over strategy, trail markings, and such. We were graced on this occasion with a guest General Mismanager, Cumming Up for Air, an important part of Santiago H3 history and an experienced leader, who is visiting from down-over-to-the-left.

Virgins were introduced before setting off

And the hares, the lovely Scrum on my Face and Just Andres, explained the markings and vicissitudes of the trail.
Then then a warmup happened, led by our tireless Beer-Meister, BiWeekly Deposit.

Introductions out of the way, we took off on the trail laid by Scrum on My Face and Just Andrés. The wankers outnumbered the runners by a considerable margin, which was smart, given that there were literal Easter Eggs to be found along the trail and when you're looking down at your feet as you run, trees and cars have a way of jumping out in front of you.
...and that's how Easter Eggs are made.

We few runners failed to find a single egg. Considering the fact that we had a hare with us, and did our level best to corrupt him and have him spill the beans as to the location of these hidden gems, we failed pretty miserably. Not one egg, candied or otherwise was found by the runners. OTOH, the wankers did better. Strip, Minor! and Just Vicky both discovered proper eggs. Alas, the promised prize – a big luscious chocolate egg, had been mislaid, so to speak. Clearly Strip, Minor! and Just Vicky are owed.

Most survived the gently sloping trail with its promise of prizes and rewards. Once back at the ranch, we gathered and mingled while Veni VD Vici, in his capacity as Piss Pourer, set the stage, and then off to Circle. Virgins and those that made them come were tough-love rewarded for their efforts, while Reverse Cowgirl, the Shut-the-Fuck-Upper, enjoyed her gun a little too much!


The usual business was attended to. The trail was declared shitty. Good job, Scrum on my Face and Just Andres. Important business including some garage sales and announcements about English lessons out of the way, we found ourselves in a naming.
She quickly sheds anything that could soak up beer, demonstrating her wisdom in the ways of Namings
...but she took advice from, and trusted the wrong people. So now she must be a proper hasher. Here, your trusty RA explains that she might get a little wet & messy along the way.
"Well, just a little, right?" ... "Would I lie to you?" Do you notice Sir Cumming Up for Air preparing a little surprise behind her?

Welcome to the fold... Strip, Minor! thinks it's pretty funny!


Welcome, one & all, Spank my Pony. Your secrets are safe with us. We're proud to count you in our mystic ranks.

Once the circle was done, we had much grilled meat and hot sauce and plenty of beer, as usual, with the jokes getting funnier as the afternoon wore on. There was a bit of a wedding setting up near us, so we got bathed in the smoke of 2 lambs crucified and burned upright with arms spread - a very Jodorowski sort of scene.

A word of advice - If you're going to have a big fancy wedding at a country club on the same day as a Hash, don't leave cardboard cut-outs of the bride and groom unguarded around a bunch of perverse drunken Hashers while smoking them out with your burning meat. There's an awful lot of lewd selfies floating around the interwebs now of both the bride and groom giving and receiving unspeakable promiscuities with a whole series of random Hashers, it would appear. Just deserts for not moving the damned burning crucifixes ten feet over to avoid smoking out the quincho.

Once again, thanks for the organizational work to Prune, Bi-Weekly Deposit, Mariachi Masturbator, Sir Acting Semen, Moon Job, Sir Cumming Up for Air, and countless others who made this premature Easter Hash a success. We are resurrected, to Hash another day...

Tuesday 15 April 2014

Hash 146 - Never Forget the Probe!




Of course we were all excited to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the first beer-can to fly by Mercury, the red planet! Who doesn't love the image of a very large beer-can squirting propellant through outer space, the reddish hue of a Pale Ale, or better yet, an Irish Red Ale. We owe thanks to Veni VD Vici for graciously hosting the event at his building's quincho, which was suspiciously close to a stable orbital trajectory altitude and at least as cold once again, promoting the camaraderie and esprit de corps necessary to survive these little trials while making merry. To be fair, the RA is personally responsible for the cold, so no points lost for Veni VD Vici.
After a brief introduction, the dropping of the bags, and a good deal of organizational finesse from Prune, who handled the baggage claim with not a single backpack ending up accidentally in Muncie, IN, we offed to reconnoiter a truly treacherous trail laid by our visiting dignitary from NC, Glitter Puss, and his valiant ward Just Joao.

And what a trail it was. One would think that in a posh neighborhood in an old Latin city, where many a century the sidewalks have seen only lightly dusted spats on elegant shoes promenading right beside the genteel clacking of fine mahogany walking-sticks, a trail could be nothing if not placid, but Glitter Puss and Just Joao had something else entirely in store for us. It was like entering the Minoan Labirynth. More checkpoints than trail markers, constant uncertainty, and repeated expeditions in directions that led to nowhere! It was a Hitchcock thriller – the upsetting part!

Thank our pagan gods for the beer-stop. It was good, and there was beer. A second stop had to be pruned from the march due to time constraints and the loss of many souls in the treachery of the tortuous trail through the vast bourgeois savannah that lay between us and more cold beers, but hashers are made of strong stuff, and so the sacrifice was handled with very little crying and whining.

Many having forsaken the faith and made their way back to home base for safety and a little beer, we gathered for the circle, which was led with humor and grace by Sir Acting Semen, with your humble servant, Multiple Entry, performing duties pertaining to the faith. Many down-downs were administered in the wake of some lacking hasherdashery, minor indiscipline, and a most terrible(excellent, that is) trail, which garnered a spectacularly low(good) score on account of its unusual treachery and other proper hash behaviors.

Piss-pouring was handled with grace and aplomb by Prune, Veni VD Vici, and Sir Acting Semen, as virgins were introduced, and rules explained. At first some didn't get it, but they came around.
See how Our Lager makes everything better?
A baptism eventually took place: welcome, one and all, One Erection to the fold. We had a good view of the latest centerpiece in the architectural lanscape that is Santiago, the Costanera Center, tallest building in Latin America, if you can believe those measurements... Worn down by the relentless interrogation that is part and parcel for the induction into such an elite and selective group as the H3, our newest disciple confessed, under duress, that she once had a very intimate meeting in that very building with every member of the musical luminaries known as One Direction. She confided that between the lot, theirs perhaps constituted one single adult-sized erection, and so that became her knighted name.

We concluded amidst much rejoicing for the capitulation of the circle, as Archisexual Dancer and Last to Come tended the grille and provided the stuff of life: Let them eat Choripan!
Obviously, no one gets along in this group...






Once again a big thanks to Veni VD Vici for hosting, Sir Acting Semen for his flawless General Mismanagement, Glitter Puss and Just Joao for bravely forging a trail where none had been forged, Prune and Mariachi Masturbator for baggage handling that involved no unintended reroutings to Muncie, IN, Prune, once again, for organizational and Piss Pouring grace under pressure, Moon Job for being the responsible one with assiduous record-keeping re. namings, hash cash, etc., Bi-weekly Deposit and Archisexual Dancer for beer-meistering, possibly the most important and pivotal contribution to making us worship our lager, Last to Come for the excellent photography, and once again, Prune and Stroke My Bono for handling hasherdashery duties.
In the end, the group dispersed into multiple after-parties, with all invited to every one and sad to only have the ability to attend one at a time. Some may still possibly be there...