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"BEWARE. These deviant, dildo-wielding perverts run loose on the streets in the evening. THIS IS A CULT. Do not engage."
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"Put simply, this group of idiots masquerading as a "running club" is actually more of a loosely-organized criminal operation, existing purely for the purpose of enabling a mob of adults who spend their Monday nights living out some kind of juvenile delinquent fantasy of sex, beer, and perverted songs. Dog friendly, good for kids."
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"They suck, they really suck! I'd rather sit here and drink my beer than run their shitty trails. Beware, they're very addictive..."
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"These half-minds have ruined my life. What kind of deranged jerks sing "Hashy birthday, fuck you" on one's natal anniversary? I used to be happily chubby and sober. Now, thanks to these wankers, I have lost 20 pounds and gained a husband. Like I said, they've RUINED MY LIFE."
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"don't do it! they will get you drunk, parade you through the streets of Jakarta in ridiculous outfits, and violate your innocence. the hangover that hits you tuesday morning will cause you to reconsider your life choices."
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"Degenerates terrorize citizens in search of booze while running amock in city. Don't join or encourage. Grab a police officer or run when you see these throngs terrible people."
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"These guys are such losers! What a bunch of boring, pretentious alcoholic idiots. Every time I go here, I end up leaving angry, depressed and regretting my visit."
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"OMG! I've never encountered a more juvenile bunch of foul-mouthed drunks who never should have moved out of the frat-house. If you're an irresponsible misfit who has no friends and needs an excuse to abuse alcohol, this is the group for you!"
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"What happens at hash, stays at hash. But seriously, I wish I could unsee what I saw. My therapist is now a hasher. This is not a coincidence."
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"I came for the running, stayed for the beer, and now I can't remember why I came. Would not recommend to anyone with dignity or self-respect."
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"Gave them two stars because I survived. Barely. They made me drink beer out of a shoe. MY OWN SHOE. And somehow I'm going back next week."
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"These people have no shame. They sing songs that would make a sailor blush, then wonder why the neighbors call the police. 10/10 would hash again."
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"I told my mother I joined a running club. She was so proud. Then she googled it. She no longer speaks to me. Thanks, hash."
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"This review has been removed for violating our Terms of Service"
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"Lost my shoes, my dignity, and my ability to run in a straight line. Found lifelong friends and a drinking problem. Fair trade, honestly."
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"If you enjoy being covered in flour, drinking questionable beverages, and explaining to your boss why you're limping on Tuesday, this is your tribe."
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"BEWARE. These deviant, dildo-wielding perverts run loose on the streets in the evening. THIS IS A CULT. Do not engage."
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"Put simply, this group of idiots masquerading as a "running club" is actually more of a loosely-organized criminal operation, existing purely for the purpose of enabling a mob of adults who spend their Monday nights living out some kind of juvenile delinquent fantasy of sex, beer, and perverted songs. Dog friendly, good for kids."
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"They suck, they really suck! I'd rather sit here and drink my beer than run their shitty trails. Beware, they're very addictive..."
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"These half-minds have ruined my life. What kind of deranged jerks sing "Hashy birthday, fuck you" on one's natal anniversary? I used to be happily chubby and sober. Now, thanks to these wankers, I have lost 20 pounds and gained a husband. Like I said, they've RUINED MY LIFE."
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"don't do it! they will get you drunk, parade you through the streets of Jakarta in ridiculous outfits, and violate your innocence. the hangover that hits you tuesday morning will cause you to reconsider your life choices."
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"Degenerates terrorize citizens in search of booze while running amock in city. Don't join or encourage. Grab a police officer or run when you see these throngs terrible people."
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"These guys are such losers! What a bunch of boring, pretentious alcoholic idiots. Every time I go here, I end up leaving angry, depressed and regretting my visit."
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"OMG! I've never encountered a more juvenile bunch of foul-mouthed drunks who never should have moved out of the frat-house. If you're an irresponsible misfit who has no friends and needs an excuse to abuse alcohol, this is the group for you!"
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"What happens at hash, stays at hash. But seriously, I wish I could unsee what I saw. My therapist is now a hasher. This is not a coincidence."
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"I came for the running, stayed for the beer, and now I can't remember why I came. Would not recommend to anyone with dignity or self-respect."
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"Gave them two stars because I survived. Barely. They made me drink beer out of a shoe. MY OWN SHOE. And somehow I'm going back next week."
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"These people have no shame. They sing songs that would make a sailor blush, then wonder why the neighbors call the police. 10/10 would hash again."
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"I told my mother I joined a running club. She was so proud. Then she googled it. She no longer speaks to me. Thanks, hash."
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"This review has been removed for violating our Terms of Service"
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"Lost my shoes, my dignity, and my ability to run in a straight line. Found lifelong friends and a drinking problem. Fair trade, honestly."
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"If you enjoy being covered in flour, drinking questionable beverages, and explaining to your boss why you're limping on Tuesday, this is your tribe."