Hash Marks

Hash markings guide you through trail. They let you know if your trail is true, if beer is near, if you've been fucked and many other hints to let you know ... well, if you're lost basically. Remember, only trust True Trail!

True Trail Arrow

An arrow with three straight lines is the True Trail sign. This means you're going the right way!

True trail floUr

Three flour dots in a row is also known as True Trail. This also means you're going the right way!

Half arrow

This arrow is the first sign of the True Trail arrow. This means that you might be going the right way. Three of these in a row is equal to True Trail, but if you only see this and nothing else for a while, you might be going the wrong way!

Hash Songs

So Beautiful

Why Were You Born So Beautiful
Why were you born at all
You're no fucking use to anyone
You're no fucking use at all
You may be a joy to your mother
But you're a pain in the asshole to me

Meet the Hashers

Hashers Meet the Hashers
We're the biggest drunks in history
From the, town of _______
We're the leaders in debauchery
Half minds, trailing shaggy through the years
Watch us, as we drink a lot of beers

Drink A Beer

Drink,
Drink a beer
Belch out loud
Belch out clear
Drink of good times, we run
Drink of plenty, not one

Drink
Drink the brew
Down it quickly, this beer we give you
Don't worry that it's not good enough
For anyone else to down
Just drink
Drink it down, down, down…..

True Blue

Here's to ______ (s)he's true blue
He's a hasher through and through
He's a pisspot so they say
Tried to get to heaven but he went the other way
Drink it down down down….

(if hasher takes too long) Why are we waiting
Could be masturbating (fornicating) (figure skating) (finger painting)
Why are we waiting so fu- cking long.
Why are we waiting could be masturbating…….

At the Ball Game

Whip It Out At The Ball Game
Wave it round at the crowd
Dip it in jello and crackerjacks
I don't care if you give it a whack
Cuz it's beat your meat at the ball game
If you don't come it's a shame
It's one, two, you're covered in goo
At the old ball game

Consider Yourself 

Consider yourself, on home
Consider yourself, one of the harriers
We've taken to you so, strong
It's clear, we're going to get along

Consider yourself, Virgin
Considerer yourself, part of festivities
Just grab up that mug, don't fear
And drink. Up. Or you will wear your beer.

Shitty Trail

S-H-I-T-T-Y (or s-h-i-g-g-y) T-R-A-I-L
Shitty trail, shitty trail.
The hares laid another shitty trail.
I would rather drink my beer (fuck my girl) (show my tits) (insert here)
S-H-I-T-T-Y T-R-A-I-L

Does A Hasher? 

Does a Hasher like to walk
Does a hasher like to run
Does a hasher like to be where they're having all the fun?
Can he drink a 12 ounce beer
While his friends all sing and cheer
Now your time has come

Fuck A Duck

Fuck a Duck, a female duck
Screw a baby kangaroo
Finger0bang an orangutan
Let an elephant do you

Feel the penis of an eel
Whack! the asshole of a yak
Masturbate with a gnu
And that will bring us back to
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…

Head? 

Head? Who said Head?
I'll take some of that
And I did. And it was good.
And there was much rejoicing.
And then we fucked
We fucked for hours
Uprooting trees and shrubs
and flowers and shit
We fucked again.
This time like Vikings
With horns upon our head
Head? Who said Head…

Chug-A-Lug

Here's to Brother (Sister) Hasher
Brother hasher, brother hasher
Here's to brother hasher may he chug-a-lug
He's happy, he's jolly, he's fucked up by golly
Here's to brother hasher may he chug-a-lug
Drink bitch! Drink bitch!...

Virgins

We've got virgins, we've got virgins
At our hash, at our hash
Gonna get 'em drunked up, gonna get 'em fucked up
Down the hatch, drink it down, down, down….

Glorious Victorious

Glorious, Victorious
Drunk last night
Drunk the night before
And I'm gonna get drunk tonight
Like I've never been drunk before
And when I'm drunk
I'm as happy as can be
'Cause I am a part of the Hasher family

Singing Glorious Victorious
One keg of beer for the four of us
Singing Glory be to God
That there are no more of us
Cause one of us could drink it all alone
Damn near, pass the beer to the rear of the Hash House