50 Trails Of Blogging

A haphazard blog of my time as Grandmaster of the Reading (PA) Hash House Harriers

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I am the Grandmaster of the Reading HHH. When I can dump this albatross onto someone else hopefully they can keep blogging.

Monday, December 18, 2006

A Santa Hash For The Ages

Maybe it was the 60 degree weather that allowed the evil elves to dig deep in their hearts and find a tiny bit of love and compassion for the pack of near 40.

Who would have thought?

The typical shitty, poorly marked, festively colored trail eventually lead us back to the Forest Inn - the same dive that almost caused me to seek treatment from a Gastroenterologist in 2005 but not before:

  • An actual beer check - with Schlitz and on a bridge and near the dog with the biggest tits I have ever seen on a canine. Im convinced those two gangstas were milking that dog for their home needs - cereal, drinking, etc.

The apres was a blast and Santa was in his usual lecherous mood. Some of our bimbos actually groped back. Many, many Hashmas Miracles were unwrapped and almost all got passed around the room. New lyrics to the "12 Days of Hashmas" - the first in 20 years. Horny Hands at work. The kilted in kilts.

Shitty day. I am already looking forward to next year's shittiness.

OE

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

The Santa Hash - 11 Days Away


"Santa Fu&k's The Hash" is only two weeks away. That's hard to believe as this year as gone by very quickly.

A few days ago someone said they are looking forward to attending our "Fu&k Santa Hash". I corrected her but after giving it some thought - MANY of us WILL be saying that after Santa Fu&ks us.

As the head (who said head?) evil elf has repeatedly stated, 'this is a traditional' Reading Hash. By this he means and 'old time' RH3 trail where it was mostly about the damned running. Don't count on beer before or during the trail. There MAY be but I wouldn't bet anything of value on it. Primarily this is because the elves are cheap sons of bitches who keep all the best toys for themselves and send the broken Starsky & Hutch games to the needy ghetto kids.

The saving grace of this hash is the kickass apres. You can always count on seeing a another of Reading's dumps, delicious greasy food and the ever generous and perverted Santa Claus himself.

Bring a drybag as you will probably need it and the trail may very well be a bigtime A to B. Bimbos - dont be afraid to dress like your inner slut. And most of all, dont forget your gayly wrapped gift for the exchange.

ONON is at 1PM SHARP on Saturday December 16th. No post hash hockey game as the Royals are on the road at Toledo but its very likely some of the damned drunks will stagger onward to a post-lube.

Did I mention that its always good for the harriets to dress better than denim? And of course kilts are always welcomed!

OE