Hash #1141 March 15, 2008

Ides of March Toga Party Hash!



Summit Hash # 1141 - Beware The Babes Of March - #3
When: Saturday, 3/15/08 at 3:00 PM
Where: Convent Station Train Station, Convent Station, NJ
Event: Ides_of_March/ Babes of March Hash and On-On Toga Party!
Hare: Whomp 'Em
Hashers: (19)Anal Lick it All, AntiCoch BreastStroke(?),Cereal Killer, Clitty Litter, Dog E Style, Dogmeat, Foreskin, GI, Good Shit Lollicock, Massengil, Miscast, No Genitals, Orgasmitron, Papoose, Rat Bastard, Seoul Brudda, Splice Girl, Tub Slut, Twatever, and Yer an Anal Cyst,
And some other new guy from somewhere else.
And, and Adam, Anya and Quinn. Plus: La-La, Maggie and Turd Taster.
The above list was gathered from this: Photographic evidence.

http://www.kodakgallery.com/ShareLandingSignin.jsp?Uc=8vsl89vv.2cz0ej37&Uy=-masgiq&Upost_signin=Slideshow.jsp%3Fmode%3Dfromshare&Ux=0&UV=345556050692_206108657208&localeid=en_US
Those 44 pictures are the only surviving records of this event.
At the duly appointed time the hashers showed up to do trail. Our usually diligent scribe was less than diligent for this event. Uncharacteristically, he didn’t take his scribe pad with him. Plus he was slightly unmotivated, having survived a torturous Rumson hash earlier in the day. That said, what follows is the scribe’s fleeting memories of the event. This also makes it simple to type up, when there’s no scrawled notes to try to read.

The dogs they had a meeting… In anticipation of this hash, and inspired by this Video, Clitty, Dog E and Dogmeat decided to get out there and get the makings of a toga. So, by coincidence, the trio met at an arts and crafts store on Route 22, only to find that there was no suitable material in that store, so off they went to Fabricland in their quest for toga material. Dog E came away with three yards of green fabric, Dogmeat went with the Flintstone look.
Trail:
Arriving late with Clitty, the scribe quickly cinched up his toga and was off with the crowd. His costume was green in honor of St Patrick’s Day. He accessorized with a plastic roman sword at his side.
What kind of town is Morristown? It’s the kind of town that a fella can run around, wearing a green toga carrying a roman sword, and not have anyone bat an eye… That’s my kind of town!
He was seen to accost civilians and ask in a threatening way, “Are you Caesar” while raising his sword to inflict the fatal blow. Needless to say, the civilians just laughed and walked away.
In one of those encounters, he lost his dagger. He then foolishly backtracked, looking to retrieve the $2 hash prop. This ill-advised foray caused him to loose the pack for the umpteenth time. (Yes, he keeps diligent records; this was indeed the umpteenth time he was dropped by the pack.) The wayward dog finished as the pack was gathering their stuff and heading off to Whomp ‘em’s.

Upon returning to the train station, cK was standing, chagrined, next to his dead Rabbit. It seemed he blew a hose on his way. He was dead in the water, but for the heroic action of Clitty. You see, while the hashers were hashing, she went out of her way to try to find a replacement hose for the dead Rabbit.
Toga sporting hashers: (10) Dog E Style, Dogmeat, Dr. O, GI, Papoose, Rat Bastard, Seoul Brudda, TubSlut, Whomp em, and YAAC

Circle:
The circle was well underway when cK, Clitty and Dog E made it to the deck. The proceedings of that assembly were not documented.

Food:
As is traditional at an On-On hosted by Whomp ‘em the food was plentiful and excellently prepared.

On-Out
DogE Style

DES/mmi