Hash Trash – MH3 Xmas Run #920
Oh, the hype! And wow, did it deliver. MH3 hosts seem to be competing in their own version of the Olympics, and this time Blahblahji and Cupcake didn’t just take the gold—they strapped it to a rocket and launched it straight into the stratosphere.
From the moment we arrived, Blahblahji’s signature hugs and smiles set the tone, while Cupcake’s food wizardry ensured that no one left hungry—or sober. Their stunning beach house, which many of us have seen rise brick by brick (or wing by wing), felt less like a hash venue and more like a luxurious Christmas getaway.
The spread? Oh, it was the stuff of legends. Every bite whispered, “Good luck topping this, next hosts!” This wasn’t just a run—it was a full-blown Christmas gala, complete with a high-spirited crowd (and high spirits in the crowd).
But not everything was perfect. The trail? Oh boy. Enter Daylight Wanker (aka Animal, who somehow manages to juggle two names—and none of them are complimentary). As the hare, he stayed true to his reputation, delivering a trail that could only be described as… circular. Yes, a giant zero. The pièce de résistance? Wet shoes for all. A true masterpiece of mediocrity.
Helping him in this endeavor was virgin hare Anil, whose inexperience didn’t exactly bring out the best in DW.
That said, let’s give credit where it’s due: Daylight Wanker, along with Kanaks (the Analyst) and Semen Giver (when grounded), are the glue that holds MH3 trails together. For all the laughs and wet socks, they deserve a nod of appreciation.
Let’s not forget the visiting hashers—Humping Dumbty, C2Me, Sagar, and Karighazan—who added a splash of color and chaos to the day. Hopefully, we didn’t scare them off entirely.
Oh, and Anil finally got christened with his hash name! What was it, you ask? Great question. It was so underwhelming that I’ve already forgotten it. Maybe next time we’ll aim for something memorable.
For those who show up for the food (so, all of us), Cupcake set the gold standard with a menu that could rival a Michelin-starred buffet.
Healthy? Sure. Diet-friendly? Absolutely not. Delicious? You bet your soggy socks it was.
And that’s a wrap! Nothing else wild happened (or nothing worth mentioning in this already long trash). Big cheers to Blahblahji and Cupcake for setting the bar impossibly high, and here’s to another year of mad trails, epic food, and endless laughs.
Merry Hashmas, MH3! See you all at Run #921—where hopefully the trails will be drier, the names funnier, and the snacks just as legendary!
