The quick and dirty: we're a New Orleans drinking club with a running problem. The VooDoo is part of a worldwide group who enjoys working up a good thirst by running, and quenching it with beer. We hash EVERY Thursday night at 7, rain or shine, CST or CDT. So bring a dollar and a six-pack of beer, and join us for the fun!
Make sure to also bring a whistle, a flashlight (it helps), and a sense of humor. For slightly more info, read about the VooDoo.
Turns out Just Rachel AND myself both wrote hash trashes for last night’s trail. Great minds drink– I mean, think alike! Just Rachel was evidently far more sober than I was when writing mine. Read ‘em and weep! ————————————– Happy New Year! You have a clean slate to sully up for 2012, so gear up [...]
Tags: Everything Butt Sex, Jefferson Starfish, Mid-City, Swamp Gravy
As everyone knows, the Mayans were magical and shit. They were basically a bunch of fucking gypsy fortune tellers. According to these ass-wipes the world will end in 2012. So show up this week like you got everything to lose, because you have less than a year left to do everything on your bucket list! [...]
Tags: 2012, Everything Butt Sex, Jefferson Starfish, Mid-City
The trail was cold, wet, and douchey. So we all know what it felt like to be Cold Wet Douche, who in fact was sick and still made it out one of shiggiest trail laid by hares, Everything Butt Sex and Jefferson Starfish. There’s no excuse for the lame hashers who whined about the cold [...]
Tags: Bunk Bunk WHOOPS!, Cold Wet Douche, Everything Butt Sex, Fill Me Up, Jefferson Starfish
In a tradition of keeping the hash hard core; I present to you, Wu-Tang Clan vs. The Disney Princesses. Jefferson Starfish and I are taking you (mostly) off road this week. We’re starting at the Shimmy Shack. Now that Any Cock will Duex has left us for Phoenix, I better see some dedicated princesses on [...]
Tags: Everything Butt Sex, Harahan, Jefferson Starfish
Seems like our virgin hare, Jefferson Starfish, is part of that evil group of people who want to take Christmas out of the holiday season. This week’s hash is everything except for fucking Christmas. Get out your Kwanza gear, Chanukah hat, or Mardi Gras beads out, because as far as I can tell, anything goes. [...]
Tags: Christmas, Jefferson Starfish, Jizz Rag, Uptown
Well, VooDoo, we have outdone ourselves. Not only did we have SEVEN namings (eight, if Just Dave had stuck around more), but we had an arrest. An arrest! I’m not going to talk about our little prison bitch, or our Black Metal Bretheren™ in the next campsite, but instead just introduce you to the Campout [...]
Tags: 8 Lays a Week, Cold Wet Douche, Game Ovary, Jefferson Starfish, Naming, Shit Candy, Top Queer, Voodoo Camp Out
