Hash 845 – St. Paddy’s Day

Let’s start by saying Severino’s is way too classy for our crew.

A sight that made the poor servers want to quit

A sight that made the poor servers want to quit

I don’t think older people have ever looked so scornful and ashamed for my generation as they did when I walked across the floor in front of their little jazz band set up in my lepre-pussy shirt, tiny kilt and beer socks. Actually, upon further thought, I think Just Foot Pussy showing his gigantic ass bruise on the back patio probably brought more shame.

The lepre-pussy's! Matching shirts planned, matching beer socks was just luck of the irish!

The lepre-pussy’s! Matching shirts planned, matching beer socks was just luck of the irish!

Accuprick and Thmp thmp our hares led us all over the place! We pissed off an old man because traffic signals are hard! There were mudslides (not the alcoholic kind) rather the kind that took Genital tongs down on her ass (I guess the alcoholic kind could do that too). There were shamrock shakes at liquor check and that was pretty awesome! What wasn’t awesome was not finding trail when we hit the check at the end of the rail road tracks. Apparently they swear there was some at the gas station (we never verified so its probably lies).


Despite it all, we managed to make it to beer check at Deadliest Snatch and Rat Pussy’s place!

Beer check thanks to Deadliest Snatch and Rat Pussy!

Beer check thanks to Deadliest Snatch and Rat Pussy!

They had some amazing stew, corned beef and cabbage, jello shots and all sorts of goodness for us including a salamander! (maybe I’m the only one who gave a shit about that)

We managed to make it over to religion in the parking lot of the palo alto medical foundation. There was a slight change of rules, no beer fairy, just Dung fu chucking beer at people if they chucked beer on him with Brokebench of course being the first to test these rules.First down down was for those who didn’t even get as far as making first liquor check (pathetic!). The Betty Ford wankers who got to experience the final drunken bacteria-filled Jacuzzi fuck fest got their down downs. Apparently doing trail is not even involved because dBased was the only one to do trail and everyone else knew the rules that you never follow dBased.

Betty ford wankers!

Betty ford wankers!

We found out just how old Hangs Loose was because he could not manage to internet properly, I bet if Puff’s hash flash link said “spam titties” he would have found it no problem. Down downs were then given toCumfart Zone and Vaginal Repair Kit who got the free crossfit beer, I personally try to stay away from that sort of activity. We were then blessed with two virgins! Virgin Minnie and Virgin Laura. Virgin Laura made a big impression on Banana Basher by threatening his manhood the first time they met and will TEMPORARILY be known as “just the Big O” if she can manage to stick around long enough to earn it (or something worse!). The night just kept getting better from there as we got to see shamrock pasties on some of our harriettes Bacon Queef and Occasional Rapist. To top that Puff seems to be suffering from dementia because he surprised and concerned us all by wearing brand new shoes! And he drank out of both. Gross! Lucky for you if you didn’t make it this week you can watch a video of it here:

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The backsliders of which there were many, drank their down downs. And last and actually probably least the hares!

What is thmp thmp reaching for in there?

What is thmp thmp reaching for in there?

This week stay tuned for some Zombie Jesus debauchery with me and Electric Labia Land!

On on,

Pussy Wood



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2 Responses to Hash 845 – St. Paddy’s Day

  1. Puff says:

    Note to Pussy Wood: Puff may have dementia and/or Old Timers Disease but it was Bareback Unicrack that plopped onto her ‘unicrack’ going down the muddy hill, not Vaginal Tongs.

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