HASH TRASH
Run No.1360 22 February 2010
Venue: Happy with Three Fingers’s Hacienda
Hares: Cockroach, HappyW3F
Grand Master: Cockroach
Religious Advisor: Candyman

The early part of the Trail was decidedly flaky - more dud checks than in Barclays Bank, as Flatulence said - but it got better, and, although I couldnt get a Campari and Soda at the drinks stop, when all’s said and done it was one of the GM’s better efforts. Isn’t there someone else on the Hash who can set a trail? The Walking Hare baled out half way round, and, once off the leash, Panty Pockets frogmarched the rest of the walkers all over the Peninsula.

The Trailmaster had been assiduously coached by the GM, so for once he knew that the next Hash will be set by Erotic Chicken on Saturday on Wazzo Hill - but he didn’t have a clue where that is or what time it will start. Good to see that the Hash Harlot - not put off by the torrent of abuse she got for her last effort - will host the Hash next Monday at her Brothel in Regent Estate - we all know where it is don’t we? Several really exciting events were announced, but the details completely escaped me. Shaggy Haggis cried “Giz a job.” Moving hurrriedly on now to the Inappropriately Dressed - who included Dar She Blows, Dominatrix, and a Virgin called Tom, who was unwise enough to come to the Hash wearing a T-shirt with a big “W” on it (of which more later). They were closely followed by Premature Finishers - who included Close Encounters, Rippa, Extra Testicular, and Easy Let (who seemed to finish before she had even started). Close Encounters was in a particularly feisty mood and kept interrupting, and at one point could no longer remember why she had her can of Kili on her head (who said working for DfiD doesn’t addle your brain?). Returnees and Departees were efficiently despatched, and then we came to the Virgin - and, as there was only one, the Hash made the most of humiliating him. This was the guy with the “W” on his T-shirt remember. It was said that he - “Walter” from Wimbledon was brought to the Hash by Woody and that his FSP was......well, do i really need to spell it out for you? And after much sober reflection the Circle decided that hereafter he shall be called “Wee Willie Wan*er” - surely a Hash record for the fastest naming?

Torsten’s Friend put in a welcome reappearance, together with his brother, and they horsed around the Circle accompanied by much ribaldry. The Hashit was awarded jointly to Flatulence and Shaggy Haggis for attempting to roger the RA - nothing new there then. The Circle ended with the traditional song.

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