Run Date: 11.07.2022
Run No: 2177
Hare: Blurry
Venue: Peel St, Mackay
Hashers: 26
Well it’s that time of the week again so the Hash rabble assembled on the dark side of town at the abode of Blurry to see what was going to transpire this week It took a little time for every one to arrive because there were quite a few visitors and returning runner’s but eventuality every one was assembled so the hare gave out the instructions for the trail “its around the block and if its not long enough then do it twice” FAT CHANCE
It seems that Blurry has lost the art of trail setting not only did he have F A chance of a marked trail.
Hashers running/walking past the esky he also told the truth about the trail no hills no mud no water and its around the block Bloody hell what has happened to the good old fashion art of Bullshit
Once back the usual assault on the esky was performed with gusto and the art of Bullshit was resurrected with such enthusiasm it almost made up for the hairs lack luster effort It took a little time for the Monk to quieten the mob but he eventuality got the circle started After the usual history lesson and some serious competition from splinter groups he got on with hash business The usual suspects were given down downs some very unusual jokes surfaced and then the largest mass down down group of returning or visiting runner’s and anyone else who had farted in the last month (except golly) organised by the only person with the lung capacity to be heard over the rabble our GM delicious
With the circle done and dusted and the song sung out came the the Hash nosh now let me mention this in dispatches The food tasted great so everyone got stuck into it in record time and with much appreciation BUT I hear from my greeny friends a serious malfunction occurred this week in Mackay with a sudden increase in methane production that has punched a hole in the ozone layer It seems that a larger than normal consumption of lentils has taken place resulting in increased flatiulating & No 2’s
Well once again it has come to the time of the evening when all old Hashers are thinking about their warm beds and Piccolo has finished eating so the great exodus begins and in no time at all we have all pissed off leaving the hares to clean up
C U next week
On on
Nicka
