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DHAKA MIXED
HASH – RUN NO 1391 |
29th
February 2008 |
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Leap Year Run
– Warm & Fluffy’s to Webfart’s |
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Hares: Warm & Fluffy, Webfart, Fart Echo |
Hashers: |
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Virgins: none |
New Runner: Tinker Belch |
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Leavers: |
Returnees: Doug, Crusty Lobster, Syphie & Fart Echo |
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Happy in his
work |
The Run This
was a special occasion that, if you missed it, you’ll have to wait another
four years ‘til the next one comes around.
We were treated to multi-coloured refreshments (possibly Singapore
Slings, but cocktails aren’t a strong point of mine unless they involve only
beer) on Warm & Fluffy’s roof before the run started (of which some of us
partook more than others). The
run headed off across the playing field next to W&F’s then down the
lakeside through a few checks and some disgusting smells before cutting
further west into the streets and across Kamal Ataturk. Banani lake was eventually crossed at a
new building site (anywhere else in the world the sight of 40 odd hashers
trotting around totally unprotected would have had the contractor’s health
and safety man hopping up and down).
The miserable Hares even ran us past the Bagha without making it a
beer check. Then
it was back up the west side of Gulshan lake and through the streets and
parks of North Gulshan to Webfart’s place.
Dunny Gone led a number of us astray from the final check at the
Aussie Club (also not a beer check) but we found the paper eventually leading
through the park and to the On-In arriving well after the walkers but before
the rest of the pack. |
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The Pack |
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Paedo Pan stretches out |
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All three Hares |
The Circle Continuing
the practice set at the Nash Hash, the circle was a Bum Deal, Webfart and
Five-Year-Old-Shit showcase. Webfart
was GM and the others alternating RAs. The
Hares were loudly praised by the GM and duly received their down-downs before
New Runner Tinkerbelch was welcomed in the traditional style. Not sure where she was from – UK I think –
but she has hashed before in Luanda. Returnees
were Doug, who has been away somewhere, Crusty Lobster who’s been to India,
Syphie who has also been to India and the only sensible one among them, Fart
Echo who went to the best place in the world. Webfart
then handed over to Five-Year-Old-Shit for the first RA stint. He immediately picked out Homeless for
hitching a ride somewhere – Homeless couldn’t have cared less – a free beer
is a free beer. Melinda was then
called in for having a good feel, unfortunately of herself, and was given a
rousing chorus of “Sister Melinda “ for her down down. Bum
Deal then stepped into the breach and picked up Reg for having his hand in
her pot which she claimed was unhygienic (read that as you will!) and then
Back Door Man for losing his blue bag at the start of the run, having
forgotten that he’d brought the bloody thing with him. Crusty Lobster had stolen it. Then it was my turn – twice – first for
not liking the smell of the trash and then for not writing the trash. Confusion
then reigned in the simple process of appointing a spot drinker for Nazma –
Jumpy Bumpy, thirsty as usual, thought she’d been called in but then Bum Deal
also called in Pussy Cat so BJ just stood her ground in the hope of another
free beer. This completely
overshadowed the reason for the down downs which was that Tinkerbelch and
Nazma had been wearing clean white pants.
I should hope so too – this is the Hash, after all. I
don’t know what Homeless has been doing but he seems to be getting a lot of
free beer these days. He was called
in as a spot drinker for the temporarily teetotal Horse’s Arse, whose
cardinal sin was to limbo under a road barrier. Cleary the RAs were struggling for some serious sinners as
Can’t Pull and Minty were hauled in for being known by the local dogs. Reg’s
secret was at last revealed – the reason for his limp is that he fell down a
manhole. I’ve no idea where Five-Year-Old-Shit dredged up this snippet of
information, but there you are – the world will know now. The
final three down-downs were awarded to Blow Job, in start contrast to Nazma
and Tinkerbelch, for looking like a scruffy ratbag, to Hare Webfart for not
actually knowing where the checks and paper had been laid and to latecoming
freeloaders Rail Jerker and Chicken Fucker (who was, however, thanked for his
sponsorship of the Nash Hash patches. On On Towed |
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New Runner
Tinkerbelch |
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Returnees |
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Clean Panties |
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Manhole Man |
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Tactile Tart |
Who keeps giving this bugger free beer? |
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