Hash Trash

Ankle's Suck

So there I was running on trail. blASSt Zone and I had just blown through a false, because we could hear the pack moving in front of us. I had a pretty good pace going and then I hear a loud pop, 8-10 steps later, I finally come to a stop and my ankle is killing me. I wave BZ on and I start walking with a horribly bad limp. I continue on trail even though I am still within the first quarter mile of trail, thinking trail would not be too long. Unfortunately for me, the terrain was not accomodating for someone with a turned ankle. At some point during trail, someone tells me I should take a look, my response was if I stop and look, I might quit. I continue on to the beer check, where Sphincter Blinker runs out to give me a piggy back ride in, I wave him off then accept because it would be funny. I grab a beer and sit down to inspect my ankle, some people said my ankle looked like my knee, to me it looked like it was giving birth to a tangerine or small orange. People tell me I am auto-wanking, after seeing my ankle I agree. At the end, I plant myself on a chair near the beer and the ice. During circle, I had many down downs and stood during all. People kept telling me to sit during circle, but just didn't seem right. Afterwards off to Detours for a few drinks and then back home. Thanks go out to Squeef, DBD, Just Head and of course Wet Spot. Who by the way gave me a sweet On-On Necklace, go buy one from her!

6 Random things about me

I am not gay enough to do this crap Raf. Who do I tag, no one. Raf is a pillow biter, peace out.

Wednesday Antics

The Asians started a new business venture yesterday, serving sushi at Cork and Co. in downtown. This is a pretty cool wine bar and having sushi on top is a really great idea. I went down there with them at 4:30 to help them set up, by 6:30 Marisa and I were finishing our first bottle of wine. 7:15 order second bottle of wine, eat sushi, have a flight of sparkling wine, finish second bottle. Marisa and I then leave to run to a store down the street, we pass a bar called the Light Bar and it looked really cool, so I of course say we need to inspect it, I ask the bar tender what his best drink is and he said a peach martini. Being the hashers we are, we had to sample, they were really good. Back to the wine bar, our party starts to dwindle, things starting to get fuzzy. Help Nat pack up, back to the Light Bar, next thing I know I am at Thai Passion and I am clueless at how we got there, it is somewhere in the neighborhood of 3 am. This morning I wake up and there is a trail of clothes from my front door to my bedroom. I was in rare form last night. New business ventures make my liver go oooowwwwiiieee.

Criticism

This is not to meant to be offensive, this is just defense of my trail on Sunday.

I have received a little criticism for my trail last Sunday. A couple of people said it was too long. I have had someone complaining that the trail sucked, because they got lost. This was one of the most well marked trails I have seen in the hash. Sure you can get lost, that is one of the fundemental parts of trail, but you shouldn't lose trail, just be confused about your location. The only way someone could lose my trail is if they made the conscious decision to leave the course I have designed and guess that they could short cut it, or if they decide to follow someone else. Either way the trail is not a sucky trail, you are just screwing yourself.

If you think you can guess where my trail is going, go for it, you are going to be wrong. It takes some massive experience and a lot of hashing in a town to predict where a hare is going to lead the trail. Just because you have run in Walnut Creek Park a few times does not mean you are going to be able to guess where I am taking trail. I bet I could lead this person who has "been on every trail in WCP" blind folded into the park and give them 30 minutes to make the parking lot and they couldn't do it. That place is a hard place to run and it is very easy to get lost, believe me I do almost everytime I am in there.

My trail had 3 tunnels, 2 dilapitated running bridges and a massive amount of distance. i did all this with crossing very few streets and very little time pounding asphalt. This trail took a lot of work and I received a lot of kudos from people because they could see it. So you got lost, so your ass got wet, big deal. Follow flour and you won't have a problem.

Try pulling off what i did, you can't. And if you can, I will be the first one too say what a challenging, good trail it was; but then again, I am either going to pull off short cutting, or I am going to follow trail.

While I am at it, anyone want to hare a Full Moon or a Darkside?

Tour de Drunk

Trail# 1202 (January 22, 2006)

Trail: 1202 Team DOTA presents "Hashing DOTA Style"
Hares: 2 (Massive) Slut Slinger, Day Old Fish
Start: 2:45pm Walnut Creek Park
BeerCheck: #1 Eubank and Knoll Park
BeerCheck: #2 Lincolnshire Drive and Gamaas Drive
BeerCheck: #3 N30 24.353 W97 42.447
ShotCheck: #1 Balcones District Park parking lot
ShotCheck: #2 3201 Duval Road
ShotCheck: #3 Dorsett Road and Whispering Valley Drive
End: 6:08pm 4909 Transit Circle (the abode of Slut)
Miles: 8.9
Temp in Circle: 52F
Pack:42
Visitors: 3 Happy On His Knees (White House H3), Pothole, Wet Spot (Brenham H3)
New Boots: 2 Just Barbara (w/blASSt Zone), Just Ryan (w/Tuck It)
Six Week Wankers: 1 Crusty Beaver (7wks)
Trail Wankers: 13
Awards: 0
Namings: 1 Just Rebekah=Banana Cream Pie
Transplants:0
Maps: Trail Map     Map and length calculation courtesy of Great Dane Pain

AH3 Statistics (current Junta year)
Trails 11
Longest Trail
8.9 miles (Massive) Slut Slinger, Day Old Fish
6.7 miles Death By Dildo, Tuck It Up The Butt, All Shaft No Head
6.2 miles Try A Fuck (TAF), C'em Cummin

Shortest Trail
3.5 miles Speedie Edie, The Body, Try A Fuck (TAF)
4.3 miles Lewis and Cock, The Body, Father Syphilis, C'em Cummin
4.4 miles Try A Fuck (TAF), She Mussel Bitch, Squeef, Fiber Cable

Largest Pack
58 Brownie, She Mussel Bitch, SmegmaBalls, Death By Dildo, Tuck It Up The Butt, Pumper Up The Butt, The Body, Batguano Man
53 Heavin' Semen, RainBlow Not-So-Bright
48 Speedie Edie, The Body, Try A Fuck (TAF)

Average Trail 5.5 miles The trails will be in the range 4.0-7.0 miles 68% of the time.
Average Pack 41 The packs will be in the range 31-51 on 68% of the trails.
Average Attendance 34%
Average Trail (2005) 5.5 miles The trails were in the range 3.7-7.3 miles 68% of the time.
Average Pack (2005) 40 The packs were in the range 27-53 on 68% of the trails.

Active Hashers 135
60% Harriers, 40% Harriettes
Inactive Hashers 417
Six-Week Wankers 42
Average Weeks Wanking= 14
NFHN 23
Visitors 21
New Boots 13 And 6 were frightened away by the experience!

100% Attendance
Day Old Fish100%
Great Dane Pain 100%
The Body 100%
Tuck It Up The Butt 100%

Most Profilic Hares (# of trails hared)
Try A Fuck (TAF) 3 1194,1198,1199
Death By Dildo 3 1193,1195,1201
Tuck It Up The Butt 3 1193,1195,1201
The Body 3 1195,1197,1199

Awards Earned (Active Hashers Only)
666-999 Trails:Crusty Beaver
500-665 Trails:Ram Rod, She Mussel Bitch
250-499 Trails:Big Bloody Ketchup, Blow Hole, Cherry Popper, Mr. Pib, My Ingrown Testicle, Organ Grinder, Pumper Up The Butt, SmegmaBalls, The Body, Twin Peaks
100-249 Trails: (Massive) Slut Slinger, Cadaver Diver, Chlamydia, Crotch Rot, Easy Access, El Smeets, Father Syphilis, Free Meat, Glow Worm, High Beams, I Pee Freely, Itchy Hole, Jug Tugger, Just Head, Love Bite, Pee Pee Longstocking, Smut Mutt, Squeef, Squeezin' Semen, Stay Free With Wings, Swalamander, Try A Fuck (TAF), Unzip Me, Wicked Itch of the Yeast
69-99 Trails: Creamadonna, Home Alone, Pork Pushing Pimp, Social Retard

This week

On Wednesday, I showed Slut the close of the DOTA trail on Sunday, he liked it. I am kind of worried about this trail, but then again, I am always worried about my trails. After we were finished scouting, we headed to Draught House to meet up with TAF, SMB and Urine. Urine is an out of towner who has known SMB and TAF for about 20 years. This guy was the like the real old guard of the hash. He had some great stories, which really inspired me with my decision to go to Chaing Mai. It was pretty cool, at one point Pumper Up the Butt showed up. Pumper and Urine recognized each other but they were not sure where from, eventually I thinked they setteled on the roof of a hotel in Europe in a sauna. After many drinks at the Pleasure Palace (SMB and TAF's place) and a wonderful dinner it was off to home and my bed.

Thursday morning consisted of Slut calling me to say I am a slacker, was still asleep at 11. At noon I pick him up and we head to Tino's for some Greek food before scouting trail. By 1:30 we were in Walnut Creek park trying to not overlap the trail I last used when haring there. We did a really good job at finding new stuff. This trail should be a pleasant surprise for most people, although I know I will have to do massive down downs and a shot or two for the flask of doom.

Tonight will either consist of rest and Korean movies or depending on who comes in from out of town going out. Can't wait to find out what the plan is.

On-On to the DOTA Hash

Welcome Wet Spot

Okay everyone tell Wet Spot Fuck You, I mean welcome to our little blog ring

Tex-Mex

Thursday morning, we headed for El Paso and the hashing weekend known as Tex-Mex, a weekend that some consider the best in Texas. Unlike everyone else I know who were in attendance and who flew, I drove. Fort those of you who don’t know, the drive from Austin to El Paso is a long flat boring one. At least I had some good companions for this trip, Rainblo Not So Bright, All Shaft No Head and High Beams. So at least I knew that the journey would be quite the experience. We had a great drive on the way there, sang hash songs, drank beer, watched movies, it was great.

Before we knew it, we were in El Paso and heading for the Mesa Inn. When we arrived, there were some hashers standing outside, UPS, Dust Balls and someone else. We jumped out and started speaking with them, as we were talking Brownie walks up, he was coming from 7-11. We checked in, Up till this point I did not have any idea on where I would stay, but at the last minute I asked Rainblo if I could split his room, he said sure. We unloaded or gear and we were off to go find food, everyone else was preparing for the pub crawl, but we felt dinner would be a better idea.

After a few misadventures while trying to find a place, we returned to the hotel in time for circle. The circle was a pretty good one, but it was kind of short, I think everyone was eager to get to socializing, hot tubbing and three man. After circle, I met some new people, was reintroduced to someone I had met before (Wetspot), but she forgot who I was (hashers and their drinking, always killing brain cells). As the night wore on, my new friends took me to several different people’s room to play three man and asshole. I do not know how late we were up that night, but I do no that it was night number 1 of me not spending it in my room.

Friday started off pretty bad, I had to find Rainblo so I could get our room key (the Mesa Inn only allows one key per room). I finally find him, so at this point I am ready to shower and change. Afterwards, i find my new friends and head over to some place for breakfast (most likely Jack In the Box). After breakfast, I decided I needed a nap, so it was off to bed. I pretty much spent the majority of Friday afternoon in bed, had to pace myself in order to make it through the weekend.

Friday night was the kilt themed pub run, it was really cool, my first time to wear a kilt. We went to some pretty good bars, by the time it was time to go to the hotel, we caught a ride back with I am not for sure who, but I believe Trifagdar. Once we got back, it was time for more three man and yet another night of not being able to find my room.

Saturday we had breakfast and then the group headed to the border to go hash in Mexico. This was a great experience, I have never crossed the border at a border town, had always flown into Mexico. The hash itself was really neat and took us to some interesting places. They did say we needed to stick together, as luck would have it, I would get separated at a crazy intersection from the group I was running with. I was only alone for about 20 minutes, but it was still enough to bother me. I met up with people shortly before the first beer check. At the second beer check the majority of the pack was together. So I pull out the dice and three man went international. This would be the trend for the rest of the day we would stop and I would pull out the dice. During the part of trail from the second beer check to the third, I was given the opportunity to hang out with Late Night Drive Thru, it was pretty cool to finally get to talk to her after reading her blog for the last few months. On the way from the last beer check the was a hash mark labeling look, it was an adult store. Hashers are standing there gawking, I was like open the door and go in, next thing you know there are like 40 hashers shopping in this store.

As we were getting close to the border, we came to the last liquor store, of course everyone is going in and shopping. I buy some beer for the walk back, probably not the brightest idea, but hey what are you going to do. Somehow Wetspot and I end up as DFL’s, as we were crossing the border, I had the bright idea to have a beer check over the border, of course no one else was around so it was just me and WS. I think this was a pretty fun idea, again not smart but fun. Across the border and back in to the US, we catch up to the pack just in time for circle. I made the RA drink for having said earlier he had to stop drinking so that he would be sober enough to RA. After we finished circle, we headed back to the motel and I went off to nap for a bit before the biker party.

The biker party was okay, I didn’t stay too long. I didn’t really like the band too much. Made many trips to Brownie’s room for jager shots, after a while I began to get Shitty drunk. At this point, my friends cut me off, of course I don’t argue because I can see how shitty I am. At some point we end up at Kings X a bar a couple of blocks down the street, my friends are drinking and I am having water. @ss Gagger decided it is probably best for me to leave so that everyone else could have a good time and not worry about me, so we head back t the motel with a brief stop at Jack in the Box (thanks Jeni).

Sunday, I of course wake up in someone else’s room, yet again. A good deal of us decide against doing trail today and decide instead to go watch the Steelers game at Kings X. This bar was full of Steeler fans, it was a crazy insane experience. After the game some of us decide to walk with cooler to a strip club, it was WS’ birthday and she had never been. It was also another hashers bday, I don’t recall his name, Stud something. When we get to the strip club we find out they don’t open for another hour (actually two), so what do we do, I pull out the dice and we play three man homeless style. This was a blast, up until the police were called. we explained what we were doing there, and by this time we had put away our drinks. The cops were really cool and even gave some of the hashers a ride back to the motel. WS, some other girl and I hang out to wait for the club to open. We eventually get tired of waiting and head back to the motel. I decide it is nap time, so back to bed. Sunday night has no real itinerary, so when i wake up, I pretty much go visit in different peoples rooms. I ended up with a group of Colorado hashers, I am so bad with names ... sorry. One guy was Donnie the Retard, along with the CO hashers are WS and Liquor Hard. We stand around listening to bad 80’s music for several hours while playing games and being spazs. These great people from CO taught me something very useful, Gatorbeer, Gatorade and Beer. This could quite possibly be the best thing ever. At around 2, I start getting antsy. I ask them if there music player is portable, they say yes. So we were off to start a new hash, one that involved bad music (Hall and Oates), two involved drunken hashers let loose to disturb the other hashers while they slept or hot tubbed. We pretty much went through the different buildings playing and singing music. Along the way we picked up 69 virgins and a Operation Lost something (damn memory). We circled up in the CO hashers room. We all decided this tradition had to continue at all future hash weekends. We haven’t named the hash yet, so any ideas? The next running will be Texas Interhash.

The next stop would be the hot tun, where Follow the Bleeder, WS and I discussed what the next playlist should be for this hash.

Monday was pretty frantic, wake up with about 30 minutes to find the room key, pack and get my gear loaded. I was able to get it done with time left to spare to say bye to all the great people I met over the weekend.

I have left out quite a bit, damn foggy memory. Sorry to everyone's names I left or screwed up.

Hash Trash

Tex-Mex

For all of you not going, You Pussies Suck!
For those of yoou going, make sure I don't get arrested. Try too not let me die and if I die make sure I g with a smile and a bottle of Jager.
On-On Biznatches

My bank sucks

Anyone have any suggestions for a new one?

Good Day

Some punk put the idea of having lunch at Rovers in my head, which really isn't that hard, the mere mention of the sausage burger will normally send me there. Well I get there and they are oout of sasauge burgers till Wednesday, guess I know where I am having lunch on Wednesday. So what should I order since they are all out of my favorite item, beef fajita's. They fajita's were not spectacular but by far not the worst I have had, definitely could order it again. Thus far you must be thinking, how is this a good day? What makes it a good day is about halfway through llunch my favorite waitress comes in to pick up her check. Since she is not working, she walks up to me and gives me a hug. This was my first hug from her, it was great. I have been crushing on this girl for like a year and a half. It is nice having a crush that you know you will never act on. Well I guess not never, I asked her out once when I completed the 101 club. Her response was that would be a good idea since her boyfriend was sitting at the next table. DOH. It completely brightened my day, there were a lot of regualrs in there, she said hi to all of them but she hugged me. Life is good and crushes are fun.

Of Blood and Chicken Shit

Saturday, I had this strong urge to go see a band. Unfortunately I could find a band to go see. My backup plan was to hit up Baby A's for some food and then go drinking. Nothing really memorable occurred, but all in all a good time.

Sunday I woke up late and was almost late to the hash, luckily I was able to talk @ss Gagger into driving me and the hash ended up starting much later than usual. This was by far the bloodiest trail I have ever been on, there were so many brambles, my legs are shredded. We spent most of the trail trudging through a stagnant stream, at one point passing a rotting cow carcass; I am sure that was great for all the cuts on people's legs. After trail @ss Gagger, Grabber and myself bailed before circle, we had a date with Chicken Shit.

Off to Ginny's to meet up with JT and Rebekah. By the time we arrived there was only the last round of Chicken Shit Bingo to go. Why we were waiting in line, @ss Gagger let some guy cut in line so he bought both her and I our tickets. Unfortunately none of our group won, but we were able to enjoy Red Volkert's music. Around 10 we headed from Ginny's to the Poodle Dog Lounge to see Sonny. As usual her show was good. The bartender remembered us from the previous weeks shenanigans, so I was expecting we were going to be cut off pretty early, but we weren't. Many beers were drank, many chicken tenders eaten (gotta love having a Church's next to a dive bar), many people danced badly (okay just me cannot believe I don't know how to two-step). I am sure I did more damage to @ss Gagger's ankle.



This morning I woke up with the fuzziness in my head telling me I had a good weekend.

Mad Cowboys

Last night, after work I had some time to kill. I had just finished the most grueling two hours of my career at the froot, so I was in serious need of a beer. I called Slut to see if he was back in town, he was and he was at the Mad Cowboys show. I decided to head over since I knew I would know a few people there and a beer would really relieve my headache. I cannot believe I hashed for over a year and never went to a Cowboys show, it is an Austin H3 tradition. The first show I went to in November was part of the pre-lube for Sluts B-day weekend. Their shows are really fun and for the most part it is the same crowd every month, so the audience gives a great vibe. By the time I left, I had left all the problems from earlier behind, I had totally forgotten that in the span of a block I was almost in 2 wrecks. The Mad Cowboys have been a breath of fresh air for the last three months and I look forward to the show next month.

New Years Hash Trash

Sick

So once again I am sick, after last weeks shenanigans it is no wonder my body has been revolting against me. At least it is giving me time to take it easy to prepare for Tex Mex. I really did not do much this week, Monday was really low key, Tuesday stayed home and slept, Wednesday helped a friend cook, Thursday went to the Full Moon HH and then to @ss Gagger's to watch Scrubs, and tonight I will be helping a friend cook again, Saturday received a sushi invitation, but do not know if I will be up for going out, have to save some strength for the Sunday hash. Water down downs ... yeah


I hate being sick

repost psyching myself up for the Chuck Norris Hash

30 Facts about Chuck Norris



1. Chuck Norris’ tears cure cancer. Too bad he has never cried.
2. Chuck Norris doesnt shave; he kicks himself in the face. The only thing that can cut Chuck Norris is Chuck Norris.
3. Rather than being birthed like a normal child, Chuck Norris instead decided to punch his way out of his mother’s womb. Shortly thereafter he grew a beard.
4. Chuck Norris sold his soul to the devil for his rugged good looks and unparalleled martial arts ability. Shortly after the transaction was finalized, Chuck roundhouse kicked the devil in the face and took his soul back. The devil, who appreciates irony, couldn’t stay mad and admitted he should have seen it coming. They now play poker every second Wednesday of the month.
5. Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits.
6. Chuck Norris once roundhouse kicked someone so hard that his foot broke the speed of light, went back in time, and killed Amelia Earhart while she was flying over the Pacific Ocean.
7. Chuck Norris built a time machine and went back in time to stop the JFK assassination. As Oswald shot, Chuck met all three bullets with his beard, deflecting them. JFK’s head exploded out of sheer amazement.
8. Chuck Norris is not hung like a horse… horses are hung like Chuck Norris
9. To prove it isn’t that big of a deal to beat cancer. Chuck Norris smoked 15 cartons of cigarettes a day for 2 years and aquired 7 different kinds of cancer only to rid them from his body by flexing for 30 minutes. Beat that, Lance Armstrong.
10. The chief export of Chuck Norris is pain.
11. Chuck Norris is currently suing NBC, claiming Law and Order are trademarked names for his left and right legs.
12. Chuck Norris won ‘Jumanji’ without ever saying the word. He simply beat the living daylights out of everything that was thrown at him, and the game forfeited.
13. Chuck Norris lost his virginity before his dad did.
14. Chuck Norris was the fourth Wise Man. He brought baby Jesus the gift of “beard”. Jesus wore it proudly to his dying day. The other Wisemen, jealous of Jesus’ obvious gift favoritism, used their combined influence to have Chuck omitted from the Bible. Shortly after all three died of roundhouse kick related deaths.
15. If you can see Chuck Norris, he can see you. If you can’t see Chuck Norris you may be only seconds away from death.
16. Chuck Norris doesn’t read books. He stares them down until he gets the information he wants.
17. When Chuck Norris sends in his taxes, he sends blank forms and includes only a picture of himself, crouched and ready to attack. Chuck Norris has not had to pay taxes ever.
18. Chuck Norris can make a woman climax by simply pointing at her and saying “booya”.
19. Chuck Norris once ate three 72 oz. steaks in one hour. He spent the first 45 minutes having sex with his waitress.
20. Filming on location for Walker: Texas Ranger, Chuck Norris brought a stillborn baby lamb back to life by giving it a prolonged beard rub. Shortly after the farm animal sprang back to life and a crowd had gathered, Chuck Norris roundhouse kicked the animal, breaking its neck, to remind the crew once more that Chuck giveth, and the good Chuck, he taketh away.
21. When Chuck Norris plays Oregon Trail his family does not die from cholera or dysentery, but rather roundhouse kicks to the face. He also requires no wagon, since he carries the oxen, axels, and buffalo meat on his back. He always makes it to Oregon before you.
22. After much debate, President Truman decided to drop the atomic bomb on Hiroshima rather than the alternative of sending Chuck Norris. His reasoning? It was more “humane”.
23. Chuck Norris once shot a German plane down with his finger, by yelling, “Bang!”
24. The original theme song to the Transformers was actually “Chuck Norris–more than meets the eye, Chuck Norris–robot in disguise,” and starred Chuck Norris as a Texas Ranger who defended the earth from drug-dealing Decepticons and could turn into a pick-up. This was far too much awesome for a single show, however, so it was divided.
25. One of the greatest cover-ups of the last century was the fact that Hitler did not commit suicide in his bunker, but was in fact tea-bagged to death by Chuck Norris.
26. Chuck Norris recently had the idea to sell his urine as a canned beverage. We know this beverage as Red Bull.
27. There are no disabled people. Only people who have met Chuck Norris.
28. When Chuck Norris’s wife burned the turkey one Thanksgiving, Chuck said, “Don’t worry about it honey,” and went into his backyard. He came back five minutes later with a live turkey, ate it whole, and when he threw it up a few seconds later it was fully cooked and came with cranberry sauce. When his wife asked him how he had done it, he gave her a roundhouse kick to the face and said, “Never question Chuck Norris.”
29. The quickest way to a man’s heart is with Chuck Norris’s fist.
30. If you ask Chuck Norris what time it is, he always says, “Two seconds till.” After you ask, “Two seconds to what?” he roundhouse kicks you in the face

NY RE-CAP

Saturday, I had to work. Good news is I was the Manager on Duty all day, which means very little work. Things were really slow, so I made a lot of people happy by releasing them early. I was even able to duck out about 30 minutes early myself. While I was at work, I made some new lost dog signs, which I posted around my complex and the park across the street after work. I then went to go pick up Slut (he was dressed as Duffman ... OH YEAH) and Free Meat (she was dressed as some anime character). We headed to BlASSt Zone's house where we proceeded to party down. When I arrived, Michelle had my costume ready for me (Wonder Woman). I really think I killed a lot of people's Linda Carter fantasies that night. Since I wore the costume, Free Meat lost our bet and she had to be my beer bitch, the whole time I wore the costume (which was only like an hour). The only other costume at the party, at least that I noticed, was Sleazy, he was dressed as Space Ghost. His costume rocked! Or at least I thought it did because he was wearing a cup which means I could kick him in the nuts.

Head Banger made an appearance, this time sporting Chocolate Vodka, it was yummm. After a while Slut, Strap-On Elvis and I headed over to Tuck It's and DBD's. We played 3 man, watched Lewis and Cock fall out of his chair, dog piled several people and pretty much did our best to destroy there house. Around 3 Slut passed out, so out came the Sharpies. The last pic was taken somewhere around 4, it involved my ass and someones face.

New Years morning, everyone woke up quite drunk, so we did the logical thing, we kept on drinking. After a few beers (and for Slut, Tuck It and myself some Bailies and Kalua) we head over to BlASSt Zone's to retrieve my keys, Sluts keys and wallet and of course more beer. While we were at BZ, Ring Around the Panty called to say the wait at Kerby Lane woud be around 30 minutes, told him to wait it out and we weere on our way. When we arrived, we didn't see the logic of waiting inside, so down came All Shaft No Head's tailgate and we started tailgating. We harassed a lot of the patrons and were able to get some of them to take group pics. During breakfast Tuck It and I made a bet that I would not make it through circle without passing out, loser has to pay the others hash cash for 5 weeks. I of course won. During breakfast, I drank half a bowl of salsa, one of Squeezin Semen's poached eggs and half a bottle of syrup (this of course was all part of my plan to not pass out during circle). By the time we made it back to Tuck It's my plan worked, I puked on the side of there house, I then went in brushed my teeth and took over their bed room where I passed out for a few hours. Tuck It of course said this was cheating and tried to disturb me, but after n hour he gave up and passed out also.

After a few hours of sleep, people announce it is time to go to the hash, I of course don't move. After a few minutes, High Beams comes to wake me up. Which att that point, the only person at the house that could have possiblly gotten me to leave the bed would be High Beams. So we are off to the hash, after a few detours (Sluts house then my apartment) we arrive at the hash during chalk talk. The pack is off, it seems like no one is really following trail, after a while the pack turns into a foursome, Davey Crothit, All Shaft, Strap-On and myself. After a while we lose Davey. The three of us that are left, pretty much do a circle of downtown, after a while we head back to the start and actually follow trail. We arrive at the beer check very very late, most of the pack had already left. We have a few beers, Tuck It has his shorts shredded by I Pee Freely. We decide to start trail again, there was a lot of mooning compliments of myself and Just Rebekah (who seriously digs midget porn). We of course lose trail again, and end up actually phoning in directions to the end.

I arrive at the end in time to have the last of TAF's curry. We circled up, I was called out many times as usual. I called Tuck It out for losing our bet. Note to self, have a talk with Tuck It about yelling Shut the Fuck Up in circle. After circle, most of us headed to the Poodle Dog for more drinking and to celebrate the fact that Wanker is leaving Austin, thus making it a much better place to live. We had a great time, after a few hours, it was down to Wanker, Hermie, Just Rebekah and myslef. Hermie and I took off to my place, he was in no shape to drive all the way back to Killeen, and he really doesn't need to be hand cuffed for sleeping in his truck again. Finally back at home, I munch some Jack in the Box tacos (damn you Slut for talking about tacos) and finally get some sleep.

It is so time to take it easy and relax for a bit.