Run 219   April 8, 2006

It was pissing on us, but we still had a blast!  The rain didn’t deter IWSH3 from having a great run, a fabulous time, a lot of beer, and several “namings”.  The pack was strong, despite the rain…a total of 16 amphibious brethren participated in Run 220, themed “Grandmother’s House”.  Where you had to dress up like Little Red Riding Hood, the Big Bad Wolf, the Woodcutter, or wear something that reminded you of your beloved Grandmother.  The costumes were in short order, but smiling faces abounded.  I think 3 Dogs Fucking and Nasal Nut Cream where the only ones that were festive…everyone else was just happy to be there!  
 
Nasal Nut Cream did cum through, regardless of what you might have heard, by delivering an adventure that was as advertised, - “over the hills and through the woods, a shaggy tromping we will go”.  The trail was ninety percent shiggy...and it was through some though, but beautiful terrain.  Certain views, even though the majority of the pack didn't even notice the two hundred year old house made out of earth, bamboo, and ceramic tiles, were "awesome" (as quoted by one hasher).  The terrain varied from wild ferns, bamboo forests, and hill over looking the four holes and a ferris wheel on a golf course...(now that is something you don't see every day!  : )   The pack gave a unanimous “yea”…though NN Carlos (aka Forest Gump) was shaky...but only because he ran through finish and didn’t even know it…you would have thought the lack of hash would have been a good indicator to stop…that, along with the big “FINISH” marked in flour on the deck…but not to fret, he showed up 5 minutes later with a smile on his face…and only endured a lot of chiding from the pack.  Speaking of lost sheep…Nasal Nut Cream was grabbing the hash van, and wouldn’t you know it, he stumbled across Do Me at the Dome and NN Michiko, wandering around at start with a look of total confusion on their faces…guess the zenning thing doesn’t pay off all the time…but since the hare wasn’t influenced by the pack, he let the two auto hashers follow to finish!  (A bit of advice – only try the zenning thing if you have boobs…and you’re not afraid to show / use them!) 
 
At down downs, the pack found NN Khris, NN Jeremy, NN Carl, NN Jason, NN Janell, and NN Michiko guilty of Hashusinteruptus, regardless that several tried to bribe the pack with lucid stories of sex, provided bravo about vast amounts of alcohol consumption, and even hashing at other locations…but it all came down to PROOF, and you know the pack…not a compassionate heart in the bunch…ALL WERE GUILTY!   We also had NN Lydia, NN Jason, NN Khris, NN Jeremy, and Stick to Me returning from parts unknown…well, actually they were known, but again, they didn’t bring any bribing material to sway the pack…they were accused of departing the area…so they were all found GUILTY, and had to imbibe the nectar of the gods.
 
Blood on trail, NN Jason, NN Jeremy, and Major Queef…even though the pack was sympathetic toward Major Queef because she was a little light headed from blood lose, and we almost had to amputate her leg…the pack ruled in normal fashion…GUILTY!
 
Saving the best for last, the past had three namings at Run 220.  Laughter and smiles were falling like the rain by the time “christening” took place.  Check out the pics…(courtesy of Do Me at the Dome) they speak volumes about how froggy the pack was feeling…had a really great time!  Anyway, NN Michiko wasn’t named:  My Finger Knows Best, Finger Licking Good, or STD (Shove That Dildo)…she arouse from the scared hash and nectar of the gods, as “Single Digit Fidget Midget”, and NN Lidia wasn’t named:  Butt Licker, Nose Crusher, or Cleveland Steamer…she arouse from kneeling before the pack, as “IDITAROD (I Dreamed I Tasted A Really Old Dingleberry)”.  Since his arrival, NN Stephen hasn’t missed a hash…he was here temporarily to assist with a project on base (5 weeks)…and due to his diligence, the pack ruled to honor his earnest desire to join our fold, and name him prior to his departure.   NN Stephen wasn’t named:  Flogging the Bishop, Beef Curtain Phobia, or Maybe I’m Gay…but instead, stood before the pack with flour in his eyes, as “W.M.D. (Won’t Muff Dive)”. 
 
If the hash trash doesn’t indicate Run 219 was a blast…Gomen…because it was…several praises were given concerning the trail, the friendliness of the pack, the camaraderie from brother and sister hashers…along with the fact that several  carried On-On in the wee hours of Sunday morning and passed those hours bar hopping…drinking massive amounts of beer…laughing their asses off…and singing karaoke with the best of them.  So…if you didn’t make it to this last run…you missed a great one…and let that be a lesson to you…hashers have a blast regardless of the weather!  Hope to see you at the next hash.
 
Same hash time…same hash channel
Your hashing bastard,
Nasal Nut Cream

Run 220 April 15, 2006

Hanami "Cherry Blossom"  Party

 
Giddy Up!  What great weather we had for our 219th *un of IWSH3.  The clouds had graciously moved aside.  The sun was out chasing away the chill of the past couple days.  The birds were chirping in the distance.  The Kintai Bridge area was engorged with people as they basked in the budding cherry blossoms. 
Hash was laid as hares, MSM and Major Queef, lead the pack on a circle jerk of *un that had little shiggy but plenty of asphalt jungle baby!  The trail headed north towards Kintai Castle, but you were halted at a YBF on the way up…so we swung back around and skirted the base of the mountain, then came out and followed along the river heading north, crossed over down by the Shin station, then circled back around close to start.  A straight forward trail that had the pack wondering…”Surely it couldn’t BE!” All the way to finish.  The hares incorporated a Turkey/Eagle split and seasoned it just right with a little dash of water by crossing the river.  All in all, I think the pack awarded an undetermined when it came time to vote, but in true hash style...”Shitty Trail” was sung as homage to the hares.
            Hash 219 was a good time, but alas poor Yoric, we knew her well!  We bid farewell to Bird’s Eye Screwed.  She is headed to California, Camp Pendleton to be with her lucky, and newly christened groom, Glowing Balls.  The pack will miss you girl.  Good luck…happy hashing…and ON-ON 4Ever!
            Down and dirty – the pack was visited by virgins!  Virgins Cory and Chris where all smiles, as the Hash Shit was passed to Ass Fabricator…(for egregious hashusinteruptus) but the pack showed no mercy to Hello Titty, Musashi, and NN Lydia for hashusinteruptus as well.  First in was Nasal Nut Cream, with BES and Do Me at the Dome being last in while also enjoying a little auto hashing.
            After down downs, the pack held ERECTIONS – the following were nominated, seconded, and voted into power…oh the seduction of erections!
            General Manager   -                 Duke of Hurl
            Religious Advisor   -                 NN Lydia (Named the next *un)
            Song Meister –                         Major Queef
            Hare Razor    -                         Stick it to Me
            Hash Cash/Haberdashery –        Middle School Masturbator
            Hash Scribe –                          
 
Hope everyone enjoyed reading about our last *un…time to give off the couch, stop making excuses, and get your arse to hash…your brother and sister hashers are waiting.  Come and enjoy the fun!
 
Until next time…same hash time…same hash channel
Nasal Nut Cream
　

Run 227  3 July, 2006

What better way to celebrate Independence Day than with friends, beer, hash, streaking, hash, and more beer.  The fireworks came later!    
 
Hares Stick It Too Me and Virgin Hare Breakfast at Tiffany’s held true to their word!  They enticed us with promises of a short little run, with a dash of mountain, stray dogs, hash markings, and a fun run…indeed it was!  Maybe it was the 5 virgins…yes folks, I said 5, that had us in good spirits…maybe it was the holiday…maybe it was the beer…maybe it was the trail…maybe it was the ode de’ toilet of Inauguration Park…which just happened to be start and finish of those dastardly hares…but the pack, the hares, and virgins had a blast.   
 
While the hares got laid on trail…I mean, laid trail, the pack was so busy enjoying the camaraderie that we failed to start the run in traditional fashion with Brother Abraham…instead we just took off like the gaggle we were…laughing, talking, and drinking beer enroute…so, immediately the run was starting off right!   The hares quickly made a bee line for the mountains…had half the pack acting like Billy goats going up and back down the mountain with their little check back routines…but the scenery was awesome…the trail well marked…and the paths easy to follow…they laid one beer stop…which didn’t detour the pack…a bunch of FRB’s I tell ya…and all though the hares again tried to trick the pack…some of the more wile members zenned to finish.  Auto hasher Skanky Wanky was kind enough to set up shop while the pack was out on trail…so when the pack finished…we immediately enjoyed the fruits of our labor by consuming a lot of beer.
 
The virgins were quickly welcomed into the fold of the pack with the favorite “When one virgin drinks, all virgins drink”, followed swiftly by “when one hare drinks, all hares drink”…so down downs were a plenty.    The hares almost had a unanimous vote of “yea” but one of the virgins was lost on trail for awhile…won’t name names to protect the innocent…but between you and me…I think he was scared out in the woods all alone.  : )  
 
The virgins were welcomed, and damn the Man, but God bless him, because he keeps sending us more hashers.  Just like the Man…but in this case it seems to be working in favor of the pack!  The virgins for run 227 where NN Cristin, NN Jeff, NN Chad, NN Randy, and NN Rob…all of whom promised they would return for the next run…and if they don’t…the floggings will commence upon their arrival.
 
Violators:
–        Hashusinteruptus – NN Ben, NN Cameron, NN Mooch, and NN Mitch.
-          Desecration of the Holy Down Down Cooler – NN Cristin, and NN Chad.
-          Nerd names – NN Chad
-          Blood on Trail – Stick ItTo Me and Beef Curtains
 
As you can tell, there was a lot of drinking going on with all the violations and the guilty by association.  The pack was pretty much lit mid way through the violations…which only caused more violations…dirty little system ain’t it!
 
An accusation was made by Beef Curtains regarding improper markings by the hares on trail…but in the course of the trial by down down…the hares were able to salvage their good names by actually beating Beef Curtains in a trail by down down…hard to believe I know.
 
Now…on to the main event…the milestone of NN Mooch being bestowed a name by the pack.  It was NN Mooch who stood tall before the pack to bare his soul with the question and answer session.  Being scrutinized by a bunch of bleary red eyed slurred speaking members of the pack…but it was when the pack segregated for the actual naming that the virgins and NNs ran out of beer and a streaker appeared on the scene to snatch up and whisk away a cooler…just by sheer luck…it wasn’t the RA cooler…that would have been NICE!  Yes I said streaker…it has been awhile since we have had one of those…I know…God bless him! 
 
The pack didn’t take long to solidify a name, and before you knew it, NN Mooch was kneeling before the pack…and Sloppy Fourths was yelling out..."Not named as":  Corn on My Cob, Full Metal Salad Tosser, Eat My Cornhole, I’m the Guy Behind, I Dream of Cristin, Watch Me while I Fuck, Foxhole Fiddler, Pineapple Fucker, Switch Hitter, Pineapple is King, Shaking Hands with the Unemployed, UFO Unemployed Foxhole Orgasm –
 
But as …… Kinky Kahuna
 
After the bestowing of Kinky Kahuna with his name, the pack ended with Swing Low…then the pack headed out to the ville for On On at Hide Away…which is another story all together!
 
If you haven’t been to hash in a while…the weather is getting nicer…the company is getting wilder…the laughter is getting louder…yet the pack will always be the pack…so come back and enjoy the fold again…new faces…new people…new stories…new adventures!
 
Until next time,
Your hashing bastard,
Nasal Nut Cream

　

　

Run 228 - July 8, 2006  
START Iwakuni Sports Park                                  Theme – “Fuck Yeah”!
 FINISH: Casa Branca Park
TRASH:  Menage a Trios – Fuck Yeah!  Three times the hares equal three times the fun!  Hares Breakfast at Tiffany’s, Beef Curtains, and Nasal Nut Cream thought they has an advantage, but the FRB’s of the pack wouldn’t be out foxed by the devious hares…hell, the pack didn’t even nibble on half the “planned fun” of the hares.  The pack sniffed out the true trail like it was cool…which leads to me believe the pack had some serious zenning going on…some supersonic FRB’s…they are some lucky bastards…there is a spy amongst our group…or may haps the trail wasn’t challenging enough…either or…fun was had by all, because it was unanimous, the pack voted with a positive “Fuck Yeah” when it came time to vote on the trail  The run was obviously well received even though it was mostly urban with dashes of shiggy.  The shiggy was mixed in through out the trail to please all, but a couple of the pitfalls the hares had…did work…those who tried to zen finish at Kintai…won’t mention names Do Me at the Dome…were duped…GOTCHA! 
 
GM Stick It To Me called forth the virgins…and God Bless the Man, because once again, he sent us 5 virgins…might this be a trend…5 virgins have attended the past two runs…will it be three in a row?  This weeks virgins, NN Dan, NN Lee, NN Sarah, NN Bruce, and Flying Semen who joins us from a hash in Germany (forget the name, my bad)…were all smiles…especially when it came time for the awarding of headbands…made me wish I was a virgin again…nothing like a thin sliver of material soaked in ice cold water next to a sensitive part of your anatomy…and placed there by a pseudo stranger in public… aaahhhhh memories….Gawd I love hash! 
 
First in was NN Bruce, and Last in was Do Me at the Dome.  Amazingly only a couple of infractions we called:  Stick It To Me for Nerd Names, Blood on Trail, NN Cristin, MIA Headbands/Whistles/Mugs Skanky Wanky, Breakfast at Tiffany’s, and Beef Curtains. Returning and/or Departing, NN Cristin, NN Bruce, NN Sarah, NN Lee, Flying Semen, and Stick It To Me.  Thanks to the assistance of our beautiful beer wench, Single Digit Fidget Midget, the violators livers were flogged, whipped, beaten and punished as they shld have been…if the beer wasn’t punishment enough…donkey punches were available upon request…but much more effective when you don’t know there cummmmming! 
 
The hash shit was relinquished as well…it had been a while since it had shown itself, for the hash shit had been in the possession of NN Bev, who consumed several “drinks” from the sacred vessel.  When questioned about her addition, the spunky blonde hasher proudly drew the packs attention to “anal beads” dangling from the hash shit…naturally, the pack resounded with a gleeful “Fuck Yeah”!  The recipient of the hash shit was Beef Curtains, and when it came time for donations he took it all in stride…all though he does need to work on his “cupping” action of the sacred vessel.  At the conclusion of the hash shit passing, he too uttered our theme...and if for no better reason...than to just say it.
 
Milestones – On a special note…would like to extend my congratulations to Do Me at the Dome, for reaching 175 runs with the IWSH3…very impressive!  Do Me is known for several things within the pack…her warm smile, her being last in, and that yapping dog!  But what you might not know about her is her zenning prowess…hares usually plot out trails just to keep Do Me at the Dome honest…but then again, her zenning powers could be from that magic box she keeps…the one she talks to auto hasher Skanky Wanky with…hmmmm, I think I might have stumbled upon something…will have to investigate that more thoroughly Dr. Watson.  Seriously, kudos to Do Me at the Dome for reaching 175…may she reach another 175 with that same warm smile we have all come to appreciate and love.  (An honorific headband was made by Sloppy Fourths and 3 Dogs Fucking…the cheap bastards took a green 75th headband and put a 1 in front of it…Gawd I love the hash!)  Do Me at the Dome was assured the headband was in the mail. 
 
The next run is July 22 – Hope to see you all there…if you haven’t been cumming…your missing out…come on out to discover if it is a hare lie of not…gotta entice you lazy bastards/bastardettes somehow…if not for camaraderie, than for the beer.  To quote a virgin…”Get fucked up for six bucks”. 
Have a good one,
your hashing bastard,
Nasal Nut Cream