Time to build an Ark in GZ?  

Saturday saw rains of near biblical proportions cum down on Guangzhou. The skies became black and sins of the collective hashers were to be repaid in full with a brutal adventure at…but let me first thank all brave and REAL hashers for cumming out to show their support despite the downpour. Legendary returnee Skidmarks again parlayed a business trip to Dongguan with an adventure in Paddy Field and a sidetrip with the GZH3. Naturally, if Skidmarks cums, then Irondick cums too. And because Skidmarks was in town, it was up to the wisdom of Platterpuss to set a live hash with the returnee Kraut at all time favorite location: GI Hill!! All in all the turnout was great at 22 with Labor Pains, her pal Knicker Dicker from Portland, a Connecticut Yankee attached to Sophie, and the usual suspects.

What a View!!



After arriving at GI Hill park in Panyu, hares Platterpuss and Skidmarks (no strangers to this lovely country park) set off on what was universally declared “the BEST live hash of May – and possibly ever!” Skidmarks, trying to recover from a bout of hard drinking the night before, stated that he wanted to keep it simple, painless and short. Like his dick. Platterpuss agreed and one and-a-half hours and 400 meters later, a memorable hash was set. Making use of the trails and side roads in the park but skirting and avoiding the actual mountain, it was already proving to be a fun and adventurous run. However, at one point, the hares decided that a small excursion on the stairs would be a fun addition. To their regret later, that excursion was destined to ascend STRAIGHT up the mountain in a non gradual “hike” to the peak of GI Hill. Labor Pains was heard to say “screw the gym, I’m cumming to the hash for my ass workouts from now on!” After peaking (gao chao!!) and then “going down”, the rest of the run was scenic and the weather was perfect. A Real hash day.

Shoeless holds Court Again!

Since we were abandoned by RA Soggy Biscuit for his homoerotic rugby scrum sucking tournament, the circle chores were left to the budding but yet undeveloped genius of Shoeless Ho and our reigning GM Pippy Uglystockings. Newcummers were recognized, returnees were admired and a great time was had by all. Shoeless came up with his usual questionable down downs (note to mismanagement: hire a hash fact checker in the future) that maximized his own drinking pleasure. SirCumNavigator’s cute but wet and slimy undies were hung from a 20 ft pole as a flag to show to him that the hash bus was not a place to dry your unmentionables.

We’re looking forward to a great 888 hash on June 9th with what promises to be a very memorable t-shirt for the occasion, a lovely beach to drown in, and lots of sand to get caught in your crevices. SIGN UP NOW!!!!

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