HASH TRASH
Run No.1280 18 October 2008
Venue: Kola Hills Hotel, Morogoro
Hares: CandyMan, BagoBones, and PantyPockets

The Morogoro Hash Weakend is one of the high peaks of the Dar Hash Calendar and so it proved again this year - with everyone who is anyone in the Hash (and some who arent) attending. The trail goes 200m (yes that is all it is) up Lupanga Peak and, despite all the sweating, swearing, and spitting, it was an uplifting experience for many Hashers (and boy do some of our Harriettes need it). After a few beers and a bright, new T-shirt, Hashers started swopping experiences (“You’ll never guess where I got scratched”) and all felt a sense of achievement.

Our much revered and reviled GM, Wet Dream, got things off to a good start by bringing forth for ridicule Pissed in Action, who had expressed surprise that all the T-shirts were yellow, and Close Encounters + Service Me, who had wanted to keep their T-shirts clean to change into later. Thanks were given to the organisers, principally PantyPockets, BoogieBoobs, Frozen Scrotum, and LateCummer. The RA, Mr S***hole, said he had never been on a Hash when there had been so much backbiting, snitching, and stitching up - most of it about Robb’s wacky footwear - why anyone should want to run in wet suit boots with fully articulated toes is beyond me, but he is American after all, so he was made to drink a down down out of one boot - together with Golam who had been one of the most active snitchers. Little MG was crowned MissDemeanour of the Night for being as navigationally incompetent as her mother, and so failing to get the BeerMaster to the Beer Stop on time. Hashers exercised their tiny minds thinking up a Hash Name for Major Robb, but, unusually, the voting was by putting hand on breast (Ripper asked whether it was to be ones own or someone elses - a fair point I think) on account of Bumtitty being rendered unable to vote in the time-honoured way due to having lost his voice (through sheer carelessness on his part, I may add). And the winning name ? - welllllll it depends who you talk to, but from now on Robb will answer to PlatyPussy, Plait A Pussy, Splat A Pussy , or just PUSSY. The obvious candidate for the Hashit was LittleMG for giving Nasty Pasty the Heeby Jeebies, plus misdirecting the Beer Master so that the runners arrived at the Beer Stop before the Beer. But the Harriettes were so excited by LateCummer in his Hashit tights, that they forced the GM to award it both of them - with Little MG wearing the toilet seat.

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