Gnome, gnome on the range!
Where the deer and the harriettes play,
Where seldom is heard an "On-On" word,
and the skies are not cloudy all day.
11 Buffalo Hashers (Crash, Goo, Stiff DeBoner, Gazelleria, Pink Cosmo, FukenFartinFir, Blow My Monkey, Head Dispenser, FAL, Just Linda and Just Dave) drove to Union City, PA last weekend for some trail, some shiggy, some hashing and some dam gnomes!
We met up with about 10 Erie wankers - Swings Both Ways, Cum Chubby Cum, Pet Her Peter, El Slobo Cocko, Rhino Balls, New Car Smell, Just Nate, Just Jenn, Just Jason, and Just Linda.
After FFF got us lost and Stiff's charms did not get us a free entry to the county fair, we found the half-minds and beer. A little catching up and then on to the destructions. Check, back check, gnomes, and false trails.
Trail led out of the camp ground and found a way up the hill. We were on dusty country road for about a mile before the first Gnome was found. Was that a back check? An arrow? A number? Get me a freaking beer! Hashers can't be expected to decipher marks! This isn't some Egyptian archaeological dig, it's Hashing!
On back, wondering if marks had been altered in our absence....doing our hill work and watching virgins get into the spirit of it all. Up and back another road, missing a culvert (which Crash ran anyway).
Gazelleria found the second Gnome, so small it comfortably fit in his pants. At least, I think that was a Gnome. Check with Pink to be sure!
Back On-In for a beer check. Yours truly tried to liven things up with a song and a few tatttoos. Yogi Bear had only a few takers, but the ever-popular On-On tattoos proved more enticing. FFF gave able assistance as CumChubby, LovesaLubeJob, Pet Her Peter, Blow My Monkey and Just Jenn got inked. It's a tough job, but someone has to do it! :D
On-Out along the north way, finally casting our eyes on the damn dam! The water was low, but it was a beautiful thing to see.
What can I say about the next beer check that isn't better explained by the following pic of New Car Smell and some Gnomes getting some Cheesy Poof love. Not that there is anything wrong with that. :)
Around the dam, upside, frontside, backside and rockslide. We ran into some random Hashers (because, really, we're in the middle of nowhere. Of course there are Hashers here!). Snail on a Rail and Just Greg joined the fun. We may have found more Gnomes at this point, but the beer was interfering in my careful accounting.
On-In again....to the best Haberdashery e.v.e.r. Personalized folding chairs awaited our return to Circle. They will be prominently and proudly displayed at a Hash soon!
Rinsing off the possibility of 3-leaf poison, we circled up. Pinchaloaf couldn't be there, so yours truly stepped up to run the show. Hares, Virgins, Just Dave, not really a virgin (Togo in 1993?! WTF??!), Out-of-towners, and then some special prizes for the Gnome Finders.
I think Blows My Monkey's face says it all about the prize here.
Anyone wanting more of that action should contact BMM directly, as I think she and Head Dispenser went home with the paddle. I can't promise that she'll part with it, though. :)
Accusations started flying, including getting promoted a grade in the service (Rhino Balls, Just James), FRBs, bad directions, and trails set with minimal flour.
Finally, a naming was proposed for Just Nate. Apparently this wanker was driving a "Mini Cooper". He also had called attention to himself by leaving a tee-shirt "Protect Your Nuts" at the previous Hash. FFF as always, tried to be helpful by offering up "Left his Mini Nuts Up his Ass Like a Man".
In the in-explicable way that these things happen, Just Nate went down on his knees and arose Mini Cocker. Welcome to the Hash, man and may you and your fiancee (New Car) Hash for many years to cum.
A shitty trail, shitty beer and shitty circle came to an end with a Polish feast. Major love for the food! Tired and with their thirst satisfied by a parting body shot of tequila, we piled into the van for the ride back home.
Thanks to Eerie.....and On-On!
Dr. FAL
Buffalo HHH