Run - 1858 - 28h May 2023
Run report 1858
Marked with an astonishing 9.4 points.
Your graceful Hares STIFF FANNY and AQUASEX presenting a run near the Lew Hoad tennis court in Mijas.
In an indecisive rainy day, 27 hounds decided to meet up to stretch their legs on yet another Sunday Hash.
After some time of frolicking, chin wagging, snitching and paying the oh mighty run fee to Hash Cash, the circle was called. Lead by our mighty, great, flawless GM Assistant Golden Cascade; she gave us a new “eye opener” in how much talent can be found in our Kennel, especially her masterly convincing powers that persuaded “me” to do the scribe for this run in 0’000 seconds. Outstanding!
We found that we had a couple of new visitors. Janice no name from the UK and Little Squirt and Muff Diver who dragged themselves all the way from New Zealand to get spoiled by the Mijas Lot.
As usual all the markings were explained by the hares excusing them selves that the Run was going to be short because of the rain with no hills no tunnels… ha! B sh*t, B sh*t, it all sounds like B sh*t to me…
Our beautiful talented multitasking GM Assistant took over the Hash Flash role and took beautiful selfies of the group.
So, us lot set off into the unknown with a lot of enthusiasm to find themselves puzzled at the checks and splits that were leading us to the beer stop headed by some highlighted competitive front runners SARS and FROM BEHIND.
We all arrived at the beer stop, as usual moaning at the flatness of the ground and how cold is it here but very happy to see a finely prepared finger buffet in a boot of a car (as someone forgot the table) with cheese and pineapple, Spanish cold meats, tortilla, paté, plenty of cava flowing, yummy, delicious!
After a nice rest, full of refreshment, the flock sets off again with more beer in mind to motivate us to the end of the trail. The competitive front running between SARS and FROM BEHIND continues taking advantage that BLOODY PINOCHIO and JUST SAY WHEN were not present to leave us miles behind as usual.
STTI nearly had a heart attack as she realised that we passed by exactly where she tried to sue the council by trying to break her ass but instead, her wrist.
After a short trail, the hounds made it to the circle, all in one piece this time.
Our oh mighty, perfect Assistant GM, beautifully and gracefully opened the circle again which already had a couple of blocks of ice in the middle and in a blink of an eye we had the visitors try to give us the 3 names they had to remember. Muff Diver used the visual method of reading our necklaces and the other 2 used the memory method that did not work very well for Janice No Name who had to get the usual beer punishment. Shortly after this our perfect GM Assistant invites our RA, COLONIC IRRIGATION to cleanse us of our terrible sins and to deliver punishment graciously.
He called our New Zealand visitors to join the circle and asks them how they met as MUFF DIVER is actually a “scouser” and they said the met in “Tinder”. At this moment SPEEDBUMPS and UP YER BUMB where commenting, where is our friend TINDER BOX (from the Bull Moon Hash) when you need her, this was spotted by COLONIC who without any remorse requested that our beautiful arses had to be placed on the ice. At this point UP YER BUMB was giving all sort of excuses as to how low she can get but not as low as the ice, so a replacement was presented, GOLDEN CASCADE to take the punishment. Grassy arse! Not.
The circle goes on by appointing 2 near deaths from STIFF FANNY and CARMA CAMALEON, which possibly were pushed by their respectively partners. Clumsy buggers!
At this time, PISTER BRADY and CACA MAPS were ice punished as they were exposing in all kind of social media and made sure that the whole world and its sister knew that they had been here for 15 years.
FROM BEHIND was called in for competitive running. He probably ran out of beer on the trail and he went into auto run to leg it back to the circle. He was also requested to be iced alongside LILY SAUVAGE.
Other bits and bobs went on which I cannot remember but our precious Assistant GM, professionally took over the circle and called in the returners (nearly the whole circle) and punished them starting with the chanting “Oh where were you….” which was muttered by the returners that chanted louder “We have a life, we have a life, life, life”…
Once the circle closed most of us went to enjoy the OnOnOn at casa AQUASEX which without fault delighted us with kingly dishes, ranging from coronation chicken, delicious smoked salmon quiche, sausage rolls, a grandiose cheese platter to be washed down with lovely wines. Thank you ACUASEX for this!
Well done to the hares!
Last but not least the Aniversarios:
525 COLONIC IRRIGATION
40 INSIDE HER
40 SUXIT
435 SPERMAID
570 GOLDEN CASCADE
(Get a life!)
OnOn from your forced scribe SPEEDBUMPS.