Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Ft. Collins H3 #57 Hash Trash:

Here I am at the start. Free Bus(ch) was taking pictures all day, and apparently I was the first victim. The hash started at 10:00 AM, which was great except for the cold temperature.
They didn't have any beer at the start, so I had to go and buy a nice big 40 oz. of Olde English 800 at the liquor store 50 feet away. Nobody really wanted to help drink it though... Except our good buddy Yeast Infection, and she contributed with enthusiasm.
Circle was great, as always with the FCH3. Head Eunuch runs an awesome circle, so I was in heaven. I only had time to drink a third of the 8-ball before the hash, but I finished it in no time during circle. On a side note, Head Eunuch does a version of "There was a little bird" that is amazing. We should incorporate it into our circle sometime...
Finally, at the end, beer and crab-cakes were had by all. As usual, I drank too much... but still had enough sense to call C-4 for a ride. On the way home, I got to listen to the Buffs beat Oklahoma on the radio. All in all, it was a fine day.

6 comments:

C-4! said...

"...Today was a good day, I didn't even have to use my A.K..."
-Ice Cube

brownie said...

Hooray! The Fart Collins hash rocks! Probably the second coolest hash in Colorado...

Nuthin' But Net said...

I would have to agree. As far as our state goes, they seem to be our sister hash.

As far as the world goes, Austin is our sister first, without question.

brownie said...

Wait, as far as world wide, wouldn't it be the Kimchi hash in Korea that's the CKH3 sister hash? That would excite Granny, as our mother hash and sister hash would be the same. But as far as the central time zone goes, it's definitely Austin.

N.H.W said...

So did you get Brownies shirt back from the hash?

Nuthin' But Net said...

No, Korea is our Mother hash. Sister is reserved for the homies in Austin. Sorry to screw up your shot at incest, Granny.

No, I didn't get the shirt back.... Head Eunuch wouldn't cough it up but said he'd wear it to the Kimchi Red Dress.... maybe.

His words, not mine.