Run Date: 24th April, 2017
Run No #1907
Hare: Piccolo Pirata
Venue: 82 Grendon Street, North Mackay
Hashers: 26 + 4 Visiting Hashers = 30
Shizza – Airlie Beach; Pull Out – Cutlery; Haemorrhoid and Mother Duck – Townsville
Well it was a fine evening for a run so a bunch of motley crew assembled at a fine establishment for some festivities. After some hair raising moments, mainly Knicka reversing his tank down a long and treacherous driveway with the precious cargo of beer on board. The beer was unloaded and the rest of the stragglers meandered in, there was some bullshit talked about, beer was drunk and we assembled out front for the run instructions of which no one listened to or cared about, we set off.
Much to the dismay of the hares there were no runners so we all disappeared into the ever decreasing light so we could hide round the corner for the first walkers to return so we could sneak back in and claim our prizes (beer)
To our delight we had managed to not lose Lassie or anyone else so no search parties were organised. We concentrated on the consumption of the beer as the entree was presented, pumpkin soup. At this moment it was brought to our attention that said pumpkins were assembled in the downstairs gymnasium opposite the pair of duck ponds (at this point I should point out that I think that they were still breeding as their numbers seemed to be growing).
The circle was called for the hares to take their comeuppance, just then the courtesy bus showed up carrying Haemorrhoid and Mother Duck who were ushered out front for their presents. There were some awfully bad jokes told to the assembled masses who were suitably rewarded. Bullshit spoken about some run to be held for Anzac day etc. and they closed the circle as we all ran for the eskies.
The mains were served of a savoury mince and more beer was unloaded into our gullets, some more bullshit was uttered as we finished off the majority of the beer. We all snuck off with our precious cargo of pumpkins (to be strapped into the baby seats of our vehicles) into the darkness.
A point to be made is that the pumpkins had in fact been breeding as there were more of them after we left!
A splendid night was had by all as we all stumbled off into the night to the safety and comfort of our respective beds or as the case may be where we fell over and went to sleep.
ON ON
Knothead
