RUN No : 1521
DATE  : Mon 1 October
VENUE : Hitler’s Bunker
HARES : Hotler, SirLanceAslut, NurseHatchet
GM : RockCoach
RA : ShaggyHaggis
A good sized pack wandered around the northern peninsula confused by the work of a
subversive paper layer who altered the hare’s immaculate trail (so they said, but we
have history to prove the relationship between hares and fibs). The advertised six plus
kilometres was over in a flash and the search was on for space amongst the vehicles for
a circle. Hitler’s lawn will recover in short order, no doubt.
On close questioning by GM CockRoach, Twit.C.Her described the run as ‘very misleading’
and ‘far too long’ (if you ignore the usual innuendo’s about length, the circle’s
concensus was ‘one out of two ain’t bad’). HotSafari had a ‘cool’ walk, so perhaps
Stiffy was walking with some other harriette, or she had a personal shade cloud, or it
was all just so hip, who knows.
NastyPasty offered to host NWH at her place but the GM noted that runfees would
increase dramatically to cover the airfares to Cornwall and in a rare show of decisive
leadership announced a veto. NWH TBA. Note that N4L has emailed you asking for offers
to extend the hareline, responses to her or the GM please.
Sinners aplenty as usual, included WetDream, Twither and TakkaTracker, Shiggy and some
Desperate blonde, FlatFace ... sorry ... Flatulence, and FTW (do it yourself hashname)
who was introduced without success to the Hashtranautics machine.
RA SorryMcHoggit offloaded a miscellany of leftovers from the beach, threatened with
castigation the odd latecomer (GaryGlitter and Banzai were worried, but AiAiAiaaa and
TakkaSmacker looked smug) only to glide into a Ryder Cup re-enactment for reasons best
known to few, but which led to visitor Shafted’s typical Aussie thought process calling
‘coming from behind’ as a note.
Returnees Stiffy, HotSafari, Deepak, FTW, SlumdogBillionaire and Chelsea were wondering
why, but departees NastyTastey, FTW (quick learner), Desperate and ShorryMcShagger were
looking jubilant.
Talking of sorry bunches, the virgins - twelve of them - were led through their queries
by MrMcShaggy in a very unusual display of circumspect behaviour. The best response was
from Danish Thomas who’s fsp he likened to himself being a Scania truck amongst a
traffic jam of willing Volvos, but Shagg’s circumspection was explained when you
realised that he was fated to ask his new found Mother-in-Law her favourite sexual
position. Well played Mr RA, considerable aplomb shown in the face of Destiny (first
nomination as suitable nom de hash for Desperate’s mater ??) but addressing her as
‘Your Ladyship’ and ‘young lady’ did possibly lose you a point or two with the
bachelors.
BeeperTits and InspGadget were added to the circle for a rendering of Warm Safari - the
song, closely followed by a line up of whitehaired Bruce Willis lookalikes, for obscure
but no doubt logical reasons.
HashShit lal BeeperTits (aka NightRider) was basically shouldered away by a thrusting
WetDream obviously totally intent on taking the honour for himself, although swingers
WoundedKnee and NurseRatchet were added to the mix for the semblance of democracy.
WetScream was victorious, aided the V’s in SLSC and led on to the feast.
‘Nuff ? Got the idea ? OK. See ya nex tweek.
SquireL