Posted on April 17, 2007
So much for the balmy spring weather from the previous week. As we walked through Queen Village and Society Hill, I wish I had worn my gloves. This night we were headed over to Old City and back to Sugar Mom’s – home of the $1, pounder PBR’s that is quickly becoming a favorite of mine. I’m rather fond of the eclectic atmosphere and patrons that frequent this homey subterranean oasis…and the beer selection is pretty decent too!
Who came:
Fiber Opdick, Attila the Hung, Europee’n on Me, Plastic Pud, Rear Engineer, 2 Clump Chump, The Rash, Just Kate, Just Kyle, Just Erik, Just Dean, Cause 4 Blindness, Allturd Boy, Just Reese, Sloppy Ho, Hold The Sausage, Beagle, Virgin Pimp, Holy Fuck, Sly Fox, Little Red Riding Wood, Jingle Ballzzz, Mayor Quimby, Stan, E = My Cock2, Strap-On, CYHMN?, Popeye’s Bitch, Just John
As I stood drinking my Sierra, between jotting names and taking photos, our Grand Mistress, Hold the Sausage, walked around with straws. Since I wasn’t paying attention, Attila the Hung pulled for me, and handed me the straw. I looked…phew; I would not be hare this night.
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Posted on April 12, 2007
It’s April now and temperatures have once again dropped to the 30’s. Why?! I’d like to know when we are going to start reaping some benefits from global warming. For some reason, I decided to walk to the hash tonight, which would be my first time since moving to Philly. And it was far…like over a mile far. Bumble Beaver accompanied me on the long cold journey to Finn McCool’s where BFM #163 was being held.
We arrived at the corner of 12th and Sansom as the pack was finishing up with the chalk talk. Dancing Fool, our volunteer hare, had left well over 10 minutes ago so we were officially late. We dropped off our bags and I came out, pen and pad in hand, much to the relief of Up her Ali who was thinking she was in it for her 4th trash in a row.
My, what a small crowd this evening … I’m assuming the rest of you got scared off by the cold? Those who bravely beared it: Dancing Fool, Queef, Just Allison, Tour de Puke, Jingle Ballzzz, Bumble Beaver, Holy Fuck, Sloppy Ho, Soft Core Anal-yst, Plastic Pud, Mayor Quimby, Stan (naked), Cause for Blindness, and Little Red Riding Wood.
The pack took off down 12th Street. Bringing up the rear (yes I said “up the rear”), Up Her Ali and I were prodded along by a helpful hobo,“You guys gotta catch up!” The Mob continued past Reading Terminal Market (my reco for breakfast is the Dutch Eating Place … just like mom’s in the kitchen), and up past City Hall.
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Posted on April 5, 2007
The BFM was back to Ray’s Happy Birthday Bar in S. Philly, yo, where we are always well taken care of by our bar man, Tony. (of course his name is Tony, it’s S. Philly!) Spring had seemed to have sprung as it was a nice a night as I could remember since say… the Indian summer that lasted well into January. I am glad that it eventually became cold, I was worried there actually was Global Warming.
Among the hashers who braved the mean streets of South Philadelphia were: Fruit of the Clue, Tight Lips, Just Erik, Just Travis, Just Reese, Jingle Balzzz, Allturd Boy, Skin Fiddle, Little Red Riding Wood, Just Kyle, Mayor Quimby, Hold the Sausage, Beagle, E=MC2, Deep Flute, Well Hung Jury, Attila the Hung, Plastic Pud, Big Tackle, Fiber Opdick, Sly Fox, Soft Core Analyst, Rear Engineer, Sloppy Ho, Just Kate, Just Stephanie, Three Balls, Hornblower, Cause for Blindness, Can You Hear Me Now, Up Her Ali, Spanks My Minky, Strap On, LFW, Just Josh.
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