Run 395

Hares: Tartan Tart & Oedipussy

Grandmaster: Downer

With no shortage of HHH signs, there was no problem for the 27 LBH 3 Hashers to find the site of run 395, in the northwest sector of our island, around  Kuala Teriang, the tsunami village.  The GM of the day, a virgin, Downer, called the rabble to order, but with no new shoes to initiate, the hares, Tartan Tart & Oedipussy, were summoned and quickly gave a few pointers re the run, then the horns were dished out and we were off and running (wellll ….. some were running, some were walking, some were sauntering and some just were).

Up bens and doon glens, we stravaiged through pleasant surroundings - over or through a boggy  burn and across a dodgy dam, passing the local Hilton “hotel” en route -  us Hashers enjoyed a rain free bash in the local jungle and through rubber plantations. Some keen Hashers even stopped to barter over the sale of the local delicacy – leeches - but they didn’t live up to previous encounters!

Due to the GM of the day, Downer, along with fellow Hashers Bangseat & Cunning Stunt, getting lost, the circle started a tad late. However, the GM made up for lost time and an action packed 30 odd minutes followed their tardy return. Linbinrogered was an exuberant executioner and aptly doused (read drowned) the many transgressors hauled into the circle.  There were no virgins, visitors or namers to take care of, so the Returners (of which there were many), Front Running B**tards, Last Running B**tards, Long and Short Hashers, those wearing Head Gear and at least one Hasher, Tuppy Love, who wasn’t wearing a Hash T-shirt, were all duly disciplined. There was even one silly b*gger, Small Bobcock, who actually tried to do the run twice and another  soon to be named Hasher, Martin, who returned the way he started.  Oedipussy was hauled over the coals for ruining a chair and falling in the drain at the previous LBH3 dinner. The GM spared no one and Hashers received a downing and drenching for holding private parties,  being Insubordinate B**tards and even Tartan Tart was got at for copyright infringement! Dobbers In were not spared either!  Just as well there wasn’t a water shortage!

After the circle antics, we adjourned to the Shin Me restaurant for a succulent supper washed down with copious amounts of that golden beverage preferred by LBH3 and the red & white favoured drink of the gods.

Congratulations to the Hares and the GM for jobs well done.

On On Ya B**tards and Slainte Mhaith!

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