Hares: Tighty Whitey Where: Bitter Sisters Brewing Company, Calgary, AB RA: (ex YYC hasher now visitor) Sticky Lips Attendance: 24
So apparently, this was a sponsored run, brought to you by UNTAPPD. WTF is Untappd, you ask?? LMGTFY (Let Me Google That For You).
Hare Tighty Whitey is really into it, and not only does he share his achievements with the Untappd Community, but he also makes sure that the Calgary Hash House Harriers stay abreast of his progress. In case you’re not a part of either of these exclusive groups: he’s approaching unique beer #3500. (I only drink macro-brews myself so I don’t really get it; but it’s a big deal, I guess.)
So to celebrate his love of craft beers and/or OCD, TW set a (probably) most wonderful trail starting from one of Calgary’s breweries!
A bunch of hashers had gone to the Crowsnest Pass for the yearly Grimaldi* Adulting Weekend, so it’s surprising that attendance was still relatively high this Monday.
Anyhoo, the regular snitches and documenters were away so, we have little to work with other than King Shit’s compulsion to take photos of his dog (and other pooches).
“Who’s a pretty boy?” – KS
On On! PMS
* the name has been changed to protect the anonymity of the Hot Cheeks Family. Also, the Grimaldi name is classy and refined, much like those Adulting weekends.
Snevil hadn’t been back from England for a day that she decided to set trail. What a trouper.
We were excited to see special UK marks or for the hare to be speaking with a strange accent but alas, everything was sadly very normal. To be clear, normal isn’t boring. A Snevil normal is…
This scribe relies 100% on the tales and photos of people who actually attended the run. Tales vary in length and girth, depending on whose they are. But this week, Hump the Shark needs to be acknowledged for providing HOT AND READY tales.
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[Hump The Shark] had the pleasure of being RA tonight so [he] figured [he]’d send [me] some notes :
– Tonight was a fantastic shiggy trail by Snevil, balls/muff deep in the Elbow. – we had two visitors, Big Stick from Australia and Banshee from Vancouver – two new boots joined our ranks: Bill brought out by Just Ten Beaver and Sonya brought out by Business In The Back – [Just Ten Beaver and BIB] failed to tell them all the hash rules. Bill “won the hash” with a finishing sprint and Sonya wore a race shirt. – the hash was to vote on who got the hash shit for not teaching the new boots properly. But BIB snuck a beer and was awarded it promptly – we had a fantastic choir of Folk fest volunteers (Booty Camp, Snow Blower, Liquor Lots and AP). They did a rousing rendition of Monty Python’s Philosopher’s Song for Dr Just Ten Beaver – Twisty got crabs on the walking trail (sic [what is this all about??]) – Abandoned Pussy will be known as Wet Pussy after the river crossing until she dries out – Never Been was ratted out by daddy Stoolie for her new shoes – lastly, the recently renamed Can Crusher was in fine crushing form tonight.
Daisy Duke saves the hash (again) by setting trail. Not content with merely setting trail, Daisy set a dooooozie of a trail. He likes ’em long.
He also tasked the pack to track as many penises on trail as possible. He promised to trade alcohol for penises. The walkers had a fun time – or so we’re told.
Hares: Snevil, Liquor Lots, Slippy Thong and Hardly? Where: Flint Rock Ranch, Cowley, AB T0K 0P0 Joint-RA’s: Masterbeater and RubberMade Attendance: 24
To recycle AP’s pun from 8 years ago: sometimes, hashing is in tents!
Our tip tog organizers booked us a ranch with cabins and an airstream trailer for the glampers and tenting space for the others.
The nice ranch people even built a deck around the swimming hole so hashers were asked to bring their swimsuits (or not, in Skewb’s case) and any inflatable devices to drink beer on.
Hashers were also asked to make sure they had wood.
Only a few tales surfaced on the interwebz so, we’ll just leave the goings-on in the aforementioned hole to your imagination (aided with the many photos which were however posted)
Based on the photographic evidence and on previous experience, here is what we can assume:
trail was amazing;
people drank way to much for their own good;
there was some sort of midnight naked run initiated by Skewbic Hair and enthusiastically joined in by RubberMade;
there were many references to penises
pre-lubing in LundbreckMs Camp enjoying her morning cuppa.Some of the boozeSome of the penisesSo many penisesThe closest thing we’ll get to Miley Cyrus at the Hash
Pictures of trail: she was steep.
Calgary hashers are the best-looking hashers!
(and ex-Calgary hashers)
ON ON! PMS (Photos courtesy of Snevil, Lying Sack o’ Shit and Skewb)
Because he prefers to give than to receive, Skewbic Hair (with the help of his acolyte Dastardly) gave us the gift of trail, shiggy and skeeters on his own birthday. What a guy.
Skewb’s thunder was stolen a little bit by the fact that Hash God Masterbeater and his lovely Pink Meat came all the way from Oregon for a visit. Not content with just showing his beautiful face, Masterbeater came in a kilt, worn the way God intended it. Photos were taken, but I’m keeping those for myself. 🍑🍆
Other Archives were Burps McGee & Broke Back Mount Me.
This is what happened tonight: 👣 Rashy Bush bringing her own handcuffs to the hash. 👣 Sticky Lips sharing a new hah song with the group. “There’s a Skeeter on my Peter, wack it off”! (Speaking of songs, later that evening, we finally got past 2 verses of the Ol’ El Camino song! An all time high!) 👣 Hump the Shark headed down to the nude beach after LSOS, and both were reported to be smiling even after being thwarted by a back check 👣 Mucky Dip invited this rowdy group back to her place after trail for a party like no other… She definitely is the hostess with the most-ess. 👣 Lof-T Prancer has been found to like it on the rear. Not that there is anything wrong with that. 👣 Insane Bolt passed on the Hash Shit to Camshaft for running right past a check back. 👣 Karen found the ruckus caused by the pack to be quite unpleasant but couldn’t locate the manager to express her discuntent. 👣 Bashers Fog Horney & Chick Lick made an appearance to honour Skewbie (and no doubt to take a peek under Masterbeater’s kilt) 👣 StoolStuffer earned the most beer credits on trail based on technology-confirmed data: he had the longest one.
We had a few charges tonight: – against Men O Pause for his attire. Pink Meat wants a volunteer to help him gear up for hash. – against Karate Klit from Lying Sack of Shit. KK was running at the front and falsely cried check back. It must have been the excitement of being FRB… as she is more accustomed to being DFL.
Snevil’s map was being quite explicit with me…shiggy cum mosquito breeding groundNice catch!Small and TallMaybe Chick Lit did take a peek under MB’s kilt?Where are your hands, Pink Meat??For liking it in the back (not that there’s anything wrong with that)Men O Pause’s Fashion Faux-PasCould this guy be any cuter??The passing of the Hash ShitPink Meat knows how to handle woodArchivesMore archives
On On! PMS (with the help of Slippy Thong’s very detailed notes) Photo credits: Pink Meat, King Shit, Skewbic Hair, Snevil
Hashers who deigned grace us with their presence (archives): Insane Bolt, Lof-T Prancer, Liquor Quicker (hare AND archive? Am I reading this right?)
We had a visitor from Switzerland: Bern Balls (why not Rug Bern, I wonder?)
The following hashers (human and dog alike) were awarded the “Dirtiest” Award: Dastardly (human) and Poppy (dog)
We had a series of “Dog Sluts”. It turns out that a variety of offenses will warrant you getting this title. When one dog slut drinks, all dog sluts drink!! – Just-10 Beaver was named dog slut extraordinaire. She earned the titled because despite having no dog of her own, she brought dog treats to the run. She volunteered to run with Maverick, whom Liquor Lots is dog sitting. She even ran back 200m down the trail from on-in with a poo bag to pick up after it. What a star. – Lof-T also ran with Maverick for a bit. – Twisty raved about her daughter’s new puppy.
Blue Balls left before he could be downed. He needed to be punished for leading the walkers astray, and had to be dragged back by the hare.
Sexual Offense: Twisty was complaining about elliptical trainers. She doesn’t like to spread her legs that wide (that’s NOT what Hardly says).
Just Matt was named Sheep Skate: when cumming to pay for hash cash, he was a Toonie short. He had to rely on a pensioner on a fixed income (King Shit) to pay the rest!
DFLs : Stoolie, Dastardly, Bern Balls were dead fucking last. Liquor Quicker swept the trail and was significantly slowed down but their lack of athleticism.
Thank you for the detailed notes King Shit! And thank you Skewb for the photos.
The choir master and photog’ extraordinaireThe haresDog sluts!another dog slutKing Shit’s favourite joke: PBR is like sex in a canoe – fucking close to water!
Hares: Twisted Sister and Hardly Where: Prairie Dog Brewing, Calgary, AB RA: Skewbic Hair? Attendance: 26
Hardly and Twisty are simply the best at organizing special events. It’s days like these that it’s clear they have that much more hashing experience than the rest of us.
A lot of ground was covered, a lot if fun was had and – obviously – a lot of beer was guzzled.
Thank you Hardly and Twisty for being the ❤️ and 🧠 of the Calgary Hash House Harriers.
Calgary Hashers are the best looking hashers…… and the most athletic.Except when they’re not (athletic, that is).underpants: check!Oh my. What a big beaver!Head? Who said head?
Hares: Ms Pussy & Ms Cheeks (and Ms Spanker in spirit) Where: Pop Davies Athletic Part, Calgary AB On-In: Ogden Whistle Pub, Calgary AB RA: Head-Mistress Booty Camp Attendance: 24
As most teachers are counting the minutes until the end of year bell (not to confuse with the year’s bell-end), our ed-dick-ators AP and Hot Cheeks were planning one last assessment of our stamina and ingenuity.
Abandoned Pussy and Hot Cheeks are positively radiant. Could it be that end-of-the-year glow?
PMS – yours truly – who has been remote hashing for a year, is happy to review the work submitted by the class. Answers are eerily similar! Who copied off of whom??
Liquor Lots Adequate: BSnevil (teacher’s pet) Most detailed answer: A+Skewbic Hair (the dunce) No distance, no speed, no pace: D-
AP and Hot Cheeks schooled us through and through. They truly are jack-off all trades.
AlgebraMusic classRecessZoologyPhys Ed
Jack of all trades, master of none, the hares got called to the headmistress’s office for a spanking (or some other kinky punishment):
Ms Cheeks and Headmistress Camp
Speaking of kinky, some harrierettes decided to bust out their school girls outfits:
Looks like Lying Sack has an Avril Lavigne fetish.
The longest day of the year should – in theory – bring us the longest run of the year, but the hares delivered a trail of very average length. Competing technologies clocked a different kilometrage but it hovered around 5k. It was established that Liquor Lots is definitely way more athletic than Skewbic Hair as she does more check backs than him.
What the trail didn’t bring in length, it compensated for in girth beauty. For these hares, giving us beautiful trails is innate (ha! get it? because trail looks like an 8??)
Here are the highlights of tonight’s trail:
🐰 the hares:
Booty Camp, proudly exhibiting her pink holeSnow Blower, flashing us his best smile.
⭕ the circle (now that’s a fiiine circle):
🏃♀️the athletes:
🎱the playas and sexual offenders:
Whatever Lying Sack has between his legs looks real sad indeed.A four-way with some bestiality, aka a “fur-way” 🤭Strap-on stroking pussyMmmmh Ladyfinger put her box on display. People could only get the goods for a fee.Errr, help a dude out, Rashy Bush.
😀 Hashers having a good time:
hahaha
😠 Hashers having a good time and others being weird about it
(Snow Blower: “I’ll just hide here”. Cam Shaft: “I will cut you!”):
People pretending they have a life outside of the hash:
Shhhhhhh[mouthing]: I’m on the phone
A trip down memory lane:
Hot Cheeks’s old place of employmentThe Origin of the Snevil
We’ll preface these scribblings with the fact that despite having only lost his haring virginity to Stoolie a couple of weeks ago, Va’JJ was gagging for seconds!
Environment Canada warned that Southern Alberta was set to get a massive dump of rain over the course of a few days. As Calgary readied for this unrelenting rain, hares Stool Stuffer and Va’JJ psyched themselves up to set a truly shitty trail of epic proportions. It’s probably why they picked Paska-poo Slopes.
Bah Bah Beer sees a mouse. What do you see?
Because pavement would be too clean and not nearly slippery enough, they planned their “monstrous run” (Stoolie’s words) exclusively on dirt trails and marked 100% in flagging (chalk being a much more ephemeral medium).
We were told not once, but twice to bring our shiggy shoes and other mud friendly gear.
Environment Canada got it right, for once. And while the ghost of floods past still loom over us, the City of Calgary announced a state of local emergency in response to the heavy rainfall. Yikes!
Emergency-shmemergency: this has never gotten in the way of a good (or shitty) trail.
Rain? What rain?
The walkers claim there was a “viewpoint” but the runners – who kept their eyes on their feet for safety – saw no such thing.
Karate Klit and Skewbic Hair both went down, but reportedly not on each other. For Scoob, it was just another Monday night but Karate Klit felt very dirty afterwards.
KK, what do we say about airing one’s dirty laundry in public?
These two lovebirds went all the way tonight. The finished exhausted, wet and sweaty but look at those smiles! They’re so glad they came.
Transplant from Winnipeg, Señor Gay Licker
ON ON! PMS
Photos by Skewb, MmmmhLadyfingers (with some tales) and Karate Klit Run Map by Snevil.
A Drinking Club with a Running Problem — The Calgary Hash House Harriers