{"id":2455,"date":"2017-11-08T08:56:51","date_gmt":"2017-11-08T07:56:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/zh3.ch\/?p=2455"},"modified":"2017-11-15T14:24:54","modified_gmt":"2017-11-15T13:24:54","slug":"zh3-hash-1079-bonfire-night-write-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/zh3.ch\/?p=2455","title":{"rendered":"ZH3 Hash #1079: Bonfire Night – Write-up"},"content":{"rendered":"

Name:<\/strong>\u00a0ZH3 Hash #1079: Bonfire Night<\/p>\n

Location:<\/strong>\u00a0Robinsonspielplatz<\/a>\u00a0(47.361526, 8.584426)<\/p>\n

Hare:<\/strong>\u00a0Asphalt Liquor, Vulva Las Vegas, Climbidia, Shogginatrix<\/p>\n

RA:<\/strong>\u00a0Weapon of Ass Destruction<\/p>\n

Attendance:<\/strong>\u00a046 half-minds and two hungry dogs<\/p>\n

Scribe:<\/strong> Fishy Hooker<\/p>\n

Four subjects of the Queens, from London and from some\u00a0UK’s Guam county ending by shire, happily sprinkled flour for this Bonfire Hash. Slippery Digit wittily highlighted this as an English conspiracy to avoid throwing pennies in the kitty. Or, I don’t know, something like this.<\/p>\n

Two virgins were fool enough to join, as well as long-time-not-seen and\u00a0so-long-time-not-seen\u00a0they\u00a0were reborn virgins – that has to be noted in the an*als. As we are celebrating Catholic plots, we can add another miracle.<\/p>\n

The pack\u00a0took off in fair spirits, the ones with legs ran to their first check-back while the ones with brains spotted it and directly\u00a0trotted down the woods.\u00a0Hares performed\u00a0a good job to keep the pack together, given the amount of leaves threatening the marks and\u00a0that fish hooks got ignored\u00a0in a not great again behavior\u00a0– I was an innocent witness. (Editors note: C’est vrai.<\/em>)<\/p>\n

FRB were r*nning up and down and down and up into false trails. During that time,\u00a0miles away from sweat, panting, and mud; merry folks lit fires, ate chocolates, and did suspicious weaving. Back to the trail. Bushes, bitumen, and brambles were crossed, mushrooms got snubbed – no place for poetry. Except though\u00a0for Keys to the Treasure, who had a dubious reading of the marking. But is that poetry? The false virgins r*n gaily by the hips. Meme got caught racing. Probably a side effect of Dry Movember. Mentioning dryness, the RA probably entered in trance to keep the rain at bay. Eventually we hit the shot stop and shots hit us. That was when the trail became shiggy. Of course. You would expect the shigginess while being sober but that’s forgetting UK\u00a0citizens do everything the other way round. Nettles bit into legs, however, immunized by\u00a0vodka no one bailed out. Meme was still racing.\u00a0Grab Me By the P*ssy bravely led us into a massive downhill check back. The last one before the beer stop.<\/p>\n

Circle:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Too many down-downs to be counted:<\/p>\n