SCRIBE’S REPORT

Run 1663 Date : October 30 2000 Hares: Tommy the Who/Tarzan

Statistics: Members 30, New Members 1, Visitors 3. Total 34. (or something like that)

Site: Bukit Rafflesia

Preface

Hello. Holy Joop here again. Yes I know I said I won’t let the other two misfit scribblers near another Hash sheet but I feel I owe it to you, my legions of fans to allow them the opportunity to prove just how great a scribe I am compared with the competition. After all, I am the man with the medals, commonly known as (to myself at least) the Hash Scribe of The Century (nee the millenium) and without doubt the Humblest Hasher in Hash History.

To The Chase

The run started pleasantly enough in the rolling and oft frequented area at BR. Herpes raised the horn to his lips (lets hope E Man disinfected it) and the hunt commenced leading over the toll road and into a rather long, straight, boring stretch. It was not until half way that something interesting happened and that was only because Vatican Rag got a bit excited and put in a short spurt when he opened his legs and showed us his (soon spent) class. Koncrete Kock then entertained in the kampung when he was heard to deliver his favourite chat-up line to an innocent young boy …”have you got the time (cos I’ve got the money)”. By this stage, the true genesis of the Hares was at last beginning to show. Like a fine wine this run was gradually maturing into something interesting with a complex body. The FRBs were going around in circles (or was it figure of 8s) and they were unable to lose the pack. Angie, that “short cutting bastard” who always claims to have been (the only one) on paper throughout, somehow broke free from the 8s and got back to the piss first in a staggering 45 minutes.

To The Satanic Circle

Herps was back but Nick Leesson’s body guides were not … obviously frightened off by tonight’s Hares.

The Aussies were unhappy when Herp informed them that their run fees were to be raised because they were enjoying themselves too much in Indonesia. The Amercians were happy because the tall (fall?) guys were given comfy seats to help keep a low profile.

Last weeks Hash sheet warrants a mention .. is Holy Joop a soothsayer as well as everything else. Is there no end to this man's talents! Great sheet though.

Jonesy was getting under everyone’s feet .. “get the fuck out of the circle” Herp requested politely.

To the Run Discussion – Halloween Howler or KKN Fright

Tommy The Who (pinched my moustache?) and Tarzan both stood confidently in the knowledge that this was their country and KKN was the name of the game. And so it transpired that no one was willing to speak out against the run. E Man how about you? .. “no comment” (at least of any sense), and John Bastard, how about you? ..errrrrr “no comment”. Finally E Man managed to save face by going off at a Welsh tangent …. “how the nights are fair drawing in” and “why is Jonesy pissing in the boot of his car (when there is a perfectly good passenger seat in the front). Pretty Boy was the only sole brave enough to criticise the run … I guess he is beyond corruption .. or just a thick Irish bog trotter .. make up your own minds up. KK eventually turned up with his big bamboo and Witless, who had apparently got completely lost, said he liked figure of 888888 runs. Herp summed it up as a good run. Who says KKN isn’t alive and kicking in JH3.

The Jungle runners were asked to account for themselves – apparently they had a roaring time .. at least those who were lucky enough to make it back in one piece.

KKN Achievers

Next Week received a 150 run mug but was promptly forced back under cover again … keep a low profile.

Then to the 400 run achiever Prickly …Super Brat. Unfortunately the fine lyrics of this song were totally annihilated by SB’s toneless singing. Apparently his song was based on My Verona with a dogs chorus (bow wow wow).

Then there was Colonel Bloodknot at 500. Obviously not a great lover of wet, muddy, cold clothing or iced water.

The Hares sang, well at least Tommy did …. Ooooh Susanna…..

Jonesy who had been getting under everyone’s feet all night, claimed defective flash equipment and kept his beer warm with a towel (interesting). It later became clear he was out of sorts because he hasn’t got his 10 run shirt yet!

Magic Dragon would have sung if it hadn’t been for his low profile so we were subjected to Angie’s boisterous “Girl from Baltimore”.

Pots on the floor. Swing low and straight to Café Bang Dul for On On Nosh Nosh.

Scribe : GG

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