Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

By Catwoman, Dayton HHH

I’m a dirty smelly hasher, chasing hares is what I do. I check down trails in the afternoon, drink by the light of the moon. I love mud and blood and brambles, toxic waste and smelly goo. Dirty shoes and bloody knees and a real bad case of scabies, I am a hasher, how ‘bout you?

I’m a drunken beer soaked hasher, draining kegs is what I do. For breakfast I must have some oatmeal stout, for lunch it’s a Guinness or two. For dinner I must do some thinking, Sam’s or Pete’s or maybe microbrew. But when I’m hashing give me Schaeffers, give me Busch or Miller, Cause I am a drunken hasher. Are you a drunken hasher? I am a drunken hasher too.

I’m a horny sex-starved hasher, chasing tail is what I do. I came to (Dayton) just to get a lay, ended up (screwing a ewe) or (with PayPerView), I love kinky sex and spankings, naval shots and butt chugs too. Give me dildoes, give me butt plugs, give me whips and bondage. Cause I am a horny hasher! Are you a horny hasher? I am a horny hasher too!