DHAKA MIXED HASH – RUN NO 1366				27^th October 2007
THE HALLOWEEN RUN				North-east of Tongi
Scaaaary, or Wot?
Hares: Goose Bumpy, Can’t Pull & Trek or Treat					Hashers: 50
Virgins: Fred, Joanna & Phoebe					New Runners: Jeremy
Leavers: Doug		Returnees: Anne, The Pussy Family, Warm & Fluffy, Crusty Lobster, Syphie, Challenger, Hash Who, Trek or Treat, Haqeur Fuqeur, Myrtille & Laura
Milestones: Hash Who – 325 Runs; Towed – 25 Runs Hashy Birthday: Slippery Hole
Duckie Hare			The Run We managed to get away from Tongi Bata not too long after the allotted time – mind you it wasn’t helped by Bum Deal hauling out the hash haberdash with a minute to go and diving into her sales pitch. Trek or Treat had made a real effort with the costume, although it was more Glitterball then Halloween other than the tee shirt. Others (pictured above) who had made the effort were Penis, Challenger, W&F and Crusty Lobster. Crusty had been handing out highwayman/Zorro masks to anyone who was daft enough to make eye contact with her. Pussy Pick Up had come as SuperGreg, in what looked like the only fancy dress he owns! First paper was not too difficult to find, there being only the choice between one track or wading into the lake for the first half kilometre. There followed a few convoluted loops on and off the track before we started heading into a mix of villages and lakes where it was fairly easy to find yourself on the wrong side of the lake, as Pussy Pick Up did around Check 4. Can’t Pull blamed Trek or Treat for the bit where the paper laying was so bad he had to guide us – so nice to see harmony between the Hares. We kept bumping into the walkers, ably led by Goose Bumpy or, as it was later stated, runners and walkers kept coming together. Can’t Pull was doing his usual job as misleading Hare, but the bastard gets so devious it ends up in double, treble and quadruple bluffing. So it went on, with the FRBs constantly checking in the wrong direction and having to be called back. We meandered around a fair bit, although headed generally to the north east. The Hares were terribly insistent on the pack holding the checks and the pack were equally persistent in wandering off the check in the direction they reckoned the trail was headed. It was all done in the true spirit of hashing (i.e. get to the beer as quick as you can). After negotiating our way around the remaining bits of lake and managing to avoid most of the villages we emerged at a spacious On-In where the usual audience were gathering. Can’t Pull’s final bluff was to have Pussy Pick Up and me run about 100 metres past the cars which were hidden behind a wall bordering the On-In!
Walkers and friends
More bloody walkers
GM leading the way
The Hares			The Circle Having started at a reasonably sensible time the circle was at least convened in daylight although it finished in the dark. Hares were called in to the usual cries of derision but I have to say that I thoroughly enjoyed the run, so well done to the Hares. Virgins were called in but the GM seemed to have got it wrong again as there were four of them instead of three. It turns out that Jeremy was actually a new runner. Joanna is a colleague of Warm & Fluffy’s and is from London (the poor girl); Phoebe is from Australia and is a nurse and Fred is working on Syphie’s project and from Chicago (cue for a down-down in a department store). Jeremy was hauled back in to introduce himself as a new runner – he’s another Aussie, who has run on East Timor and Melbourne hashes. There were then two tranches of returnees. It speaks volumes for the GM’s personal life that she didn’t appear to have noticed that Challenger had not been at last week’s hash! There ensued a brief matrimonial spat whilst that issue was sorted out during which Challenger murmured a few terms of endearment and eventually all was sweetness and light. (If my memory serves me correctly I think the actual phrase he used was “f******g stupid b****h woman”) Doug was called in for a farewell drink – he’ll be away for a couple of months sorting things out in the republic of Texas – and Slippery Hole was wished a very Hashy Birthday. I think Can’t Pull said it was her twenty ninth. Hash Who and Towed were called in to receive their certificates – Hash Who having done an amazing 325 runs. With the formalities over, the Circle was turned over to the tender mercies of Bum Deal since the RA and all of his usual stand ins were missing. First in, and a really good call, was Can’t Pull for his misleading tricks on the run. All the Halloweenies – Penis, Challenger, Pussy Pick Up, Warm & Fluffy, Crusty Lobster and Blow Job – were then applauded for their courage in dressing up, although how “traditional Halloween” Blow Job’s tight black leather mini skirt was, I’m not sure. LBH was next up, castigated for his inability to walk at a sensible pace. He may be a fast runner but apparently he’s a useless bloody walker. Homeless was then hauled in to go on ice for wearing a Dhaka Hash T-shirt. Being a bit short on the ice front, the best the RA could do was a bucket of cold water. Homeless’ idea of sitting in it wasn’t quite whet Bum Deal intended. Being Australian, Bum Deal just had to mention the Rugby World Cup recently won by Dirty Girls’s mob. The English front row of Syphie, Rugger Bugger and Towed were called in to demonstrate their mighty power over the puny Australian version (well, one Brit, one Yank and someone else). What is important is that, like the Aussie front row that played, they were a bunch of girls. The French (who fared only marginally better than the Aussies in the aforementioned competition) were next, but for something to do avec les grands escargots rather than rugby. It all got even more confused after this – Goose Bumpy apparently got lost whilst haring the walk, Challenger came repeatedly, Dunny Gone, Peter and Hairy Cracker were accused of holding the crack at a check and Syphie for hitching a lift on a truck. Finally, Laura who mistakenly thought she was named Clean Girl was disabused of this notion and hauled in for naming. The absent RA and Assistant GM had been most perturbed to note that on the full moon hash she hadn’t been wearing any upper body support. Raspberry Ripples had been proposed by them, Slippery Nipples was also mentioned but eventually headlights was chosen by popular vote. This was later amended to Headlights On. The GM thanked Bum Deal for doing a good job as RA (well, good for a girl) and proceedings were closed. On On, Towed
The Virgins + 1
Some of the Returnees
Birthday Girl
He’s only done 300 more than me
People pee in purple pants
Is there a caption for this?			The English Front Row			I name thee “Headlights On”