Hash 347 3rd Leg of the Seven Hills Hash-a-Thong Hares: Hot Tub Slut, Scum Sucking Fecal Feeliac, Aching Ass, Got Crabs? You know what they say about the third leg? Most useless but most fun. Naturally, I and several others made sure to attend this leg of the hash-a-thong. I think we also climbed two mounds out of the seven, which is enough for me. .38 Special claimed that she was driving around since the morning, looking for the pack. Otherwise, she would have done all three. As it was, she pulled up just as we were getting ready to go. There we were, trashing Little Boy Blue Balls house. We needed to remove our muddy shoes upon entering, but Nascock from Datin’ thought that it was a clothing optional party. By the time the commotion was over, all he could find to wear was a skirt that Blue wore in parochial school. There was some discussion about making it a kilt but needing a sporran. Turns out that a sporran is a hairy leather bag and the last thing anybody wanted was Nascock dangling his bag. Thanks to Blue, all the hashers were well liquored up. There were more hard liquors than a Dykes on Bikes fest. It was looking pretty bleak for FRBs. There was some B-wagon fu, a short circle, then everyone left. Well, it seemed like everyone, there were so many hares. Since it was a hash-a-thong we could cut them some slack. I Repo Shit tried to motivate the three timers, since he was fresh as usual and they were a bit worn. After ten long minutes, the pack gave chase. We quickly dashed through the Cincinnati Regional Art and Pretentiousness Center. They really need an acronym for that. Hmm. On to Eden Park and our first BN. It was next to a wall with stones dedicated to trees that were dedicated to authors who wrote books whose popularity necessitated the cutting of more trees. We circled Mt. Adams through a couple picture checks. At the second and maybe the first PC, Quarter Barrel did a moon shot. Like no one saw that coming or wished they saw it when it did. At the first PC, IRS exclaimed, “That’s something you never want to hear in prison.” Let your imagination fill in the blank. We dashed back into the downtown area to find 3 Way Time’s car window broken. Her car was a B-wagon. Three bags were taken, none of them Nascock’s, which was still safely tucked away. It was a shame that it happened, though. As least one person lost keys and wallet. We circled nearby. Gashole drank for alcohol abuse. Visitors were Son of a Nun from Columbus and Florida, Nascock, NHN Fred, Cum Again, and Eat A Puss. QB tried to welcome them with his full moon. Pubic Zirconia said we ought to tape his pants. I suspect that QB would just start coming to the hash with no pants at all. Pick your poison. Technology: Cum Again. Boob Check blow through: Dah Gimp and Organ Grinder? Missing a BN: Dah Gimp at Blue Balls hacienda. He also missed the BN. There was a contest for who had the most 7s for that leg of the hash. I have that Cum Again, Blue Balls, Wax, and Eat A Puss had 7s. Not sure who won. Analversaries: 15 Eat A Puss, 30 Asscam, 65 Aching Ass, 80 Pubic Zirconia, 195 Gourmet and Beat It, 205 Best Blow, 295 Anal Vice, and 100 with Centurion Mug was Sucks But Doesn’t Swallow. Down Down for those doing all 3 hashes that day: Nascock, Crabs, Stinky Winkie, SSFF, AA, Kunt Hunt, QB, HTS, Beat It, Wax, Fred, Strox Cox Baxwards, Son of a Nun, Poo Packer. Missing Mug: Beat It, Blue Balls, Gimp. Note: Gourmet’s mug was stolen during the break-in. Cumming Late: Not sure, but Eat A Puss said, “Cumming late is not that bad.” Everyone reconvened at the Head First Cafe. Circle Opened again. Late were 69a, Shutter Fucker. I have a note that Suck This started but did not finish. I am not sure if it refers to the hash or cumming late. Most 7s for the whole day was Hot Wax Me Officer. It was a tie until she revealed her two Vegas tattoos. IRS said she asked a kid, “How old are you, 7? Okay, you’re coming with me.” Eat A Puss was Waxy’s ‘junk bitch.’ All Florida junk bitches drank with Wax (Eat A Puss, Cum Again, Son of a Nun). Other crimes: More than 7 Hills: the hares drank. Vampire Hares: All Florida vampire hares drank with hares. Son of a Nun drank on a knee every time to ‘respect the beer.’ Nascock found his mom’s sweater and put it on over his skirt. Birth Analversaries: Lube My Johnson, .38 Special, Stinky Winkie. There was some comment about getting hickory when randy, but some in the hash only getting a little willow switch. Pizza came. Best Blow ordered so many that we had to eat seven hills of dough and cheese. Yum! Attendees: Hash 345 Aching Ass Anal Vice Beat It Best Blow Dah Gimp Eatapus Fred NHN Costa Gas Hole Got Crabs? Gourmet Hot Tub Slut Hot Wax Me Officer Kunt Hunt Little Boy Blue Balls Mount Me Faster Mystic Blow Nascock Poo Packer Quarter Barrel Scum Sucking Fecal Feeliac Son of a Nun Stinky Winkie stroX coX baXwards Three Way Time Hash 346 Aching Ass Anal Vice Beat It Best Blow Cum Again Dah Gimp Eatapus Fred NHN Costa Gas Hole Got Crabs? Gourmet Head Wetter Hot Tub Slut Hot Wax Me Officer Kunt Hunt Little Boy Blue Balls Mount Me Faster Mystic Blow Nascock Organ Grinder Penis Head Poo Packer Quarter Barrel Scum Sucking Fecal Feeliac Son of a Nun Stinky Winkie stroX coX baXwards Suck This Three Way Time Hash347 Aching Ass Anal Vice Asscam Beat It Best Blow Cum Again Dah Gimp Eatapus Fred NHN Costa Gas Hole Got Crabs? Gourmet Head Wetter Hot Tub Slut Hot Wax Me Officer I Repo Shit Kunt Hunt Little Boy Blue Balls Lube My Johnson Mount Me Faster Mystic Blow Organ Grinder Penis Head Poo Packer Quarter Barrel Scum Sucking Fecal Feeliac Son of a Nun Stinky Winkie stroX coX baXwards Sucks But Doesn't Swallow Three Way Time