Run Date: 18th April 2016
Run No #1852
Hare: Set by Hooker and Snot
Venue: 4 Pharlap Parade, Ooralea
Hashers: 25
It’s time we set the record straight before we continue. This was without a doubt the best run set on the dark side of town for many months in fact it was the only run set on this side since the AGPU.
A crowd of superbly fit ironmen and ironwomen gathered not at Hookers, they were all brokendown wornout geriatrics, enough of this I digress. At precisely 6.01 the rabble headed south along Pharlap Pde and as you would expect, the darkside contingent of Streaker, Hotrocks and Blurry or Bleary rocked up late, It was noted they probably weren’t used to navigating roads on the south side and got lost.
From this point on we went into a storm water drain heading south along a false trail to the fuk ya hahahar on back, from thence the trail went past a variety of backyards to an enormous hill climb, just ask Flaps,,
Left right straight ahead, by this time yours truly had had enough and I pointed the pack barring the shortcutters down a bridal path. BLURRY OR BLEARY found a piss stop the rest of us found the way home. Distance 2.5 k run 10 : 10. Superbly marked, shit that Snot does a good job.
Back at the venue, the beer flowed freely nibbles consumed with gusto, until the circle was called. Then the bullshit flowed more freely than the Pioneer River in flood. The monk, Pensioner, thought up some rule about hash ceremonial swords, but I missed all that, as Hooker started feeling me and felt something long and hard in my pants. Dirty minded bastards, it was the ceremonial sword shoved in there by Hotrocks.
20 minutes of jokes told, I thought we were going to get away without a down down probably as it was a faultless run. No the Pensioner remembered, we both enjoyed a lovely Tun. Snot charged the Monk for failing due diligence in securing the Hash PROPERTY, naturally he reversed the charge. Wouldn’t have believed this if I wasn’t there to hear it, but our beloved GM Zorro, grew a massive set of balls, and over ruled the monk. All this was too much for Hotrocks who unceremoniously stole the Sword again and airmailed it to the deep end of the pool.
Here it gets leud, Delicious couldn’t stand seeing the sword drowning and released the puppies and took em swinging oops swimming, the rest is history,
The Lady of the Lake 
There were various other down downs but my mind wasn’t on the job any longer. So if you weren’t there you missed a great night.
Well done Hooker
On On till next week Snot
