What Goes on At the Hash...Stays At the Hash...

...that is unless you have a blog. In that case, anything goes. Actually, this is what we’ve told the girls since they were little. We told them they could sing the songs during the hash, but not anywhere else. They’ve taken this warning very seriously as they’ve stopped me from singing a hash song at home more than once. They might have been confused that the entire world acts this way, so we’ve occasionally had to remind them. Like when their PE coach donned a red dress and came along to his first hash. We told them that they could think of him as their friend at the hash, but had to forget all about it when they’re at school. Or when their classmate’s dad ran with us who’s a lawyer for a major oil company. Or, most importantly, when their daddy pretended that he had muscles.