BFM #132 - Hash Bash Extravaganza!
Posted on August 31, 2006
31 August 2006 Philadelphia: I actually thought that nothing could be wilder than Last Year’s Skin Fiddle’s Pre-Labor Day Hash Bash Extravaganza, which featured a surprise appearance by the entire male student body from PCOM as well as a whole load of hashers. From my own personal perspective, I thought it couldn’t get any better. However, my notes from This Year’s Skin Fiddle’s Annual Pre-Labor Day Hash Bash Extravaganza read like the New Orleans police report from Mardi Gras, only with significantly less public urination and slightly more nudity.
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BFM #131 - New! Worst! Trail! Ever!
Posted on August 24, 2006
24 August 2006 Philadelphia (sort of): So, I’ve been away for a few weeks in a decidedly foreign country and also New Jersey, and imagine my surprise at the whole crop of rumors that have sprung up in my absence. SO, I’d like to dispel, once and for all, the following:
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BFM #130- The Mob Gets Irish Car Bombed
Posted on August 18, 2006
18 August 2006 – PHILADELPHIA:
The 18th of August, a Thursday,
At Kildare’s the BFM did play.
Trash in a limerick
Is this week’s new gimmick.
Don’t like it? Then f*ck you I say.
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BFM #128 - Screw the Roaches
Posted on August 3, 2006
3 August 2006 – PHILADELPHIA: Those of you who have been hashing with the BFM for a while probably recall our last hash at Kelliann’s with fond memories. In this case fond means too freaked out to leave your dry bag in the bar because the place is populated with roaches the size of rodents. So basically the only appeal of this hash was the fact that I could walk to it. But seriously, roaches are scary. There’s only one critter I fear more than the roach and that’s the monkey. Yes, I’m creeped out by Curious George’s relatives. They may look all cute and cuddly, but I’m certain they’re plotting to take over the world. Imagine the nightmares I had after the movie Congo, and I don’t mean just because it was a terrible film. And while you’re using your imagination and I’m being completely honest, I should also confess that I usually write the trash in my underwear. Moving along….
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