Run Date: 01.06.2015 – #1805
Hare: Blurry
Venue: Cnr Alfred & Peel Streets, Mackay
Hashers: 26
“Is Tonguer here yet?” Blurry called. “Tonguer is away” was the response from Shocker and Sweet Meat. “Better start the run then” Instructions were given by the Hare to follow the trail on right from the driveway. What was he thinking; there are no bloody pubs that way!!!! The pack headed down Peel Street and followed the bitumen trail, ending up at Queens Park where it has been noted, that some Harriett’s did three laps in the hope of being propositioned by someone. Corgi appears to have been the only Hasher that struck it lucky, by finding a golf ball. This little ball caused quite an interesting conversation about Bangla Road, Patong night life in Thailand and all manner of tricks that can be done with Ping Pong Balls…….. It seems most of us have witnessed a show of this type!
As for the rest of the SCB’s some went to the Austral and some headed to Taylors, clearly not a lot of communication involved, just an estimation of which pub we thought was the closest. If Smegma wasn’t laid up in hospital, he would have known the exact distance to the nearest pub. Hope you get better soon, you ol’ bastard. I heard you received a lovely array of flours (Plain/Self Raising etc.)
Back among the Bonsai, Beers and Bags of chips, the conversation was lively, until the circle was called. Pensioner, who is never short of an Irish joke or three, was told his standards were dropping, might have to lift your game there laddie. There should have been a heap of charges from the Mystery Bus Trip on Saturday, which everyone seemed to have enjoyed. But only silence, finally they charged Hot Rocks and Snot for not attending this awesome Hash Social event. Snot was further charged for forgetting to pick up a rather drunk Insex. Drip Tray for doing the porcelain bowl hug x 3 when she got off the bus. A down down for a new, young, blonde virgin which will have to stay nameless as she remained silent in the 5 seconds of her life story. That’s also because I have forgotten her name, sorry. Great to see you at Hash as well Peter. Returning Hasher Two Stroke after a lapse of 10-15 years commented “what an organised bunch of social pissheads Mackay Hash is now.” The all Men’s Bowls Team, of Zorro, Who Hasn’t Paid, Golly and Nicka for actually having a win, for the first time in two years (Viagra must be the jinx). However Zorro didn’t appreciate the lemonade in his beer down down, and cries of “soft cock”, were heard as he tipped it out.
Executive Lunch will be at Taylors Hotel at 12:29pm, because they were going to get something for $5.00, bloody cheapskates. TGIF drinks this week will be at the North Mackay Bowls Club. No more Hash Business, Hash song sung and circle closed.
Hash Nosh was homemade BBQ rissoles, (best made with the use of an armpit – according to Robyn) Lettuce and Tomatoes, with crusty white bread. Teflon yours was not raw, it is called Steak Tartare, and is very popular in Europe, you lucky girl. This was followed by Jam drop Biscuits and Banana Bread.
Everyone then gabbled more shit, until fill in Hash Piss Knicker Licker called last drinks, and we all went home. Next week’s run is at my place, 117 Tropical Avenue, Andergrove (Queens Birthday Public Holiday) and yes it will probably rain yet again…….
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