Run Date: 3rd July, 2017
Run No #1917
Hare: Golly & Raggedy Anne
Venue: 4 Trochus Court, Shoal Point
Hashers: 28
Last nite myself and Hotrocks were tasked with writing the trash. Hotrocks has obliged, and sent me the following: (I might add here the little Irish fecker only learnt to write in Gaelic’)
28 nó 30 hashers fonn le chéile ag an cónaí fecken na Golly agus Raggedy. I ndiaidh an suim leo fecken gnách agus bullshit, ar a dtugtar an ghiorria fecken beag bhabhta dúinn go clós tosaigh, agus spluttered roinnt cac faoi marcanna agus gaineamh agus cnoic …. Cé fecken cares, a leag muid amach ar aon nós. Trí roinnt sráideanna fecken shady de Shoal Point trundled againn, go dtí go tháinig muid chun deilgneach fál sreang fecken go raibh Golly ghearradh thoughtfully poll i. Trí chuaigh muid, agus thosaigh dreapadóireachta Mount Fecken Shoal Point, leis an túr uisce ag an mbarr, a bheadh bheith ar fáil d’fhonn ceannais más rud é nach raibh fecken dorcha. Síos an cnoc fecken chuaigh muid agus trí na tíre go dtí go dar críoch muid suas in aice leis an trá fecken. Seo nuair fecked Golly suas, faoi deara nach raibh againn a fháil chun an gaineamh, ach i gceannas ar bhaile fecken don beoir fhuar a bhfuil knicker fhág thoughtfully unlocked.
Níos bullshit agus mionra fecker beag bídeach gur chaith Raggedy fad chócaireacht an lá. Mar sine refreshing leann, ar a dtugtar an manach an an ciorcal a ordú. A dram fecken beag de Tun do na giorriacha sheachaid, agus ina dhiaidh cúpla leath jokes greannmhar, go dtí go ligean Pinsinéir eitilt le clasaiceach aon-liner a bhí an slua ar fad fecken Roarin le gáire. A dara háit ar cuairt,Weak As, bhí ar a dtugtar Strong As lena iníon air chun síos tun, a dhéanamh Instyle trí slurping an dá mugaí ag an am céanna fecken! Bheadh sin dul síos a chóireáil i mBaile Átha Cliath! An chraic! Cothrom na féinne! A fecker maighdean, darb ainm Luke, sheas ar aghaidh a nochtadh scéal a bheatha, agus an-suimiúil a bhí sé. Babhta faoi anois le feiceáil Guy pizza, agus mar sin ba léir go Golly agus raggedy nach raibh Cookin aon rud ar chor ar bith ar chor ar bith ar chor ar bith. feckers Lazy. Fógraíodh roinnt táillí hurried, knicker fuair roinnt Tun saor as a bheith chomh fecken ársa, ansin a bhí á chanadh rendition stirring den Song Hash, le gach duine ag canadh líne difriúil ag an am céanna. Magnificent! tréigthe muid an ciorcal a stuif ár mbéal beag fecken le pizza n beoir, mar ba chóir é a !.
OnOn till feckers an tseachtain seo chugainn ……
Hotrocks
Bloody hell Hotty!
Here’s a translation:
28 or 30 keen hashers gathered at the fecken abode of Golly and Raggedy. After the usual fecken banter and bullshit, the little round fecken hare called us to front yard, and spluttered some shit about marks and sand and hills…. Who fecken cares, we set off anyway. Through some shady fecken streets of Shoal Point we trundled, until we came to barbed fecken wire fence that Golly had thoughtfully cut a hole in. Through we went, and began climbing Mount Fecken Shoal Point, to the water tower at the top, which would have offered a commanding view if wasn’t fecken dark. Down the fecken hill we went and through the headlands until we ended up near the fecken beach. Here’s where Golly fecked up, cause we didn’t get to the sand, but headed on fecken home to the cold beer that Knicker has thoughtfully left unlocked.
More bullshit and tiny little fecker pies that Raggedy had spent all day cooking. Some refreshing ale, and the monk called the circle to order. A wee fecken dram of Tun for the hares was delivered, followed by few half funny jokes, until Pensioner let fly with a classic one-liner that had the whole fecken crowd roarin with laughter. A visiting runner,Weak as , with his daughter Strong As were called upon to down a Tun, doing it instyle by slurping both mugs at the same fecken time! That would go down a treat in Dublin! The craic! Fair play! A virgin fecker, named Luke, stepped forward to reveal his life story, and very interesting it was. Round about now a pizza guy appeared, so it became obvious that Golly and Raggedy weren’t cookin nothing at all at all at all. Lazy feckers. A few hurried charges were announced, Knicker got some free Tun for being so fecken ancient, Then a stirring rendition of the Hash Song was sung, with everyone singing a different line at once. Magnificent! We abandoned the circle to stuff our little fecken mouths with pizza n beer, as it should be!.
OnOn till next week feckers……
Hotrocks
What can I say. Brilliantly written Hotrocks.
OnOn
Pensioner
