Date: 17/09/18
Run #1982
Hare: Viagra
Venue: Seaview Park Bucasia
Hashers: 19
A band of 19 Hashers gathered at the BBQ in Seaview Park Bucasia for Viagra’s little jaunt. There might have been 19 of us, but there was 19kazillion little black mozzie biting bastards as well. A liberal dose of aerogard and baby oil saw the mob ready to slip into the wilds of BuckAsia. That way, cried Viagra, and off we went, only to find an on-back to the start. Apparently we set off in the wrong direction. Shortly thereafter, I blew a fetlock and had to retire back to the beer, which I found, safely locked inside the piss-truck. Bugga. The rest of the mob carried on through the park, and into the wilds of Bucasia, only to return in dribs and drabs to the start…… mumbling about this and that, usual stuff for a hash run.
Viagra produced some bickies and store-bought dip, and then bought out some curried egg dip made by Vunderbra in Der Black Forest…. Very nice it were. Then a tub of garlic spuds appeared, which kinda sunk into itself and became mashed spuds.
After much gossiping and sipping, the circle was called and the troops stood to attention. Down Downs were provided for the hare Viagra, Prick for having a birthday (again), Lassie for having a birthday, Lassie again for turning up, Insex for returning from deepest dark NT, Snot for wearing a hat in the circle, Teflon got a free drink for talking in the circle, and The Monk was called for having a phone in the circle, but under threat of reversing the charge to everyone we let him off. Wheely Bin was called forward to receive his yo-yo, which he’d lost last week at lunch at Magpies. He seemed delighted, and immediately threw it away again.
Jokes, some old, some new, mostly rehashed, were provided by Tounger, The Monk JCF, Blurry and not by Daffodil. I regaled the mob with a history of the 12.29 Executive Lunch.
Some more general bullshit, and a warbled version of the Club Song, and the circle closed.
Viagra produced a dilly-bag, from which he extracted some sauce, some mustard, several loaves of bread, and finally a large foil covered baking tray, which contained BBQ’d sausages and onion. Traditional Hash Nosh indeed! Much munching ensued, followed by much beer, until the mob wobbled off home, led by Tarzan on his racing bike.
All-in-all a great night. See y’all next week at our joint.
Pensioner.
Interesting read from Delicious facebook post in Kuala Lumpur
KUALA LUMPUR
HASH HOUSE HARRIERS
The Hash House Harriers were originally formed in an inspired moment in 1938 within the environs of the Selangor Club, in what was then known officially as the Selangor Club Chambers although it was jocularly nicknamed ‘The Hash House’ by the residents.
‘The Hash House’ stood almost opposite the existing entrance to the old wing of the Selangor Club, although some yards back; the building was later demolished to make way for the Jalan Kuching flyover.
As a rather zany kind of running club the Hash House Harriers remained unique to Kuala Lumpur for 24 years but; since 1962, it has spread widely around the world and by 1982 has grown to approximately 300 loosely-affiliated clubs in over 50 countries and on all continents except Antarctica.
Kuala Lumpur Hash House Harriers held their 2000th Run on 6th November 1982 and the celebrations began where the movement started over 44 years ago, in the Selangor Club, Kuala Lumpur.
