Sunday, 20th of July
Just
Johnny’s Final F*ck-Up: The Trail, The Myth, The Naming Ceremony
Hash
N+318: Confusion, Virgins, and Franco-Fun in Sudoeste
A small but mighty group of about 10 brave souls staggered into Hash N+318,
ready to get sweaty in Sudoeste. Among them were some returners (who clearly
hadn’t learned their lesson the first time) and two virgins, including one from
France - yes, finally we have baguette representation again! Liberté,
égalité, inebriété.
Just
Johnny, desperately trying to earn a Hash name before Uncle Sam drags him back
to the States, teamed up with I Lost Myself and Sperm Bank to lay a trail that
was—how do we put this politely? - magnificent-ish. Equal parts scenic,
confusing, and “are we lost or just drunk?”, it was the perfect intro to the
labyrinth that is Sudoeste.
Coming
Up Next:
Hash N+319 – The Naming of Just Johnny
Yes, it’s happening. Just Johnny will hare again, and this time we’re
officially naming the poor sod. Nobody knows why he’s so eager to earn a
name—maybe he thinks it'll help with airport security - but he will be
christened in true Hash fashion.
The
start and end point is Praça da Persistência, Asa Sul, conveniently
located in Just Johnny’s neighborhood, which means one thing: the trail will
almost certainly be absolute crap. But hey, you don’t come for the quality—you
come for the chaos.
🗺️ The Trail
📍 Start: Praça da Persistência, Asa Sul
🏃♂️ Runners: 7–9 km of “Cardio?
I thought this was a drinking club.”
🚶♀️ Walkers: 5 km of "Hot girl
walk meets heatstroke."
🍻 What to Expect (Besides Questionable Life
Choices):
🎭 Chalk Talk: Learn the symbols, break the
rules, and find out how we still haven’t been banned from public parks.
🍺 Beer Stop: Because electrolytes are just
beer molecules in disguise.
🎉 Circle: Our sacred gathering of peer
pressure, off-tune chants, creative insults, and warm-ish beer.
🌦 Weather Forecast:
• Sun so strong, even your shadow gets a sunburn
• Mud in places you'll never emotionally recover from
• At least one Hasher kissing a tree (consensually or not)
• Trail so disorienting, even Google Maps rage-quits
• Includes a free mid-run existential meltdown
🧳 Packing List:
Sunscreen, change of socks, bad decisions, and your lowest standards.
Leave your pride at home—it’ll only slow you down.
So, grab
your running shoes, your drinking liver, and your weirdest self.
Let’s give Just Johnny the name he deserves (or regrets).
It’s not just a trail—it’s the bad decision you didn’t know you were missing.
On
On, you glorious degenerates! 🧃💀🪩🍻
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