Jakarta Hash House Harriers
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Sheet Run 1684
HASHSHIT HOLDERS: B-1-on, Mudguard, Nick Leeson (Run 1666)
Well, there is something to be said for publicising the fact that 10’s of thousands of students are going to be demonstrating because half the usual traffic was absent on the journey down to the run. The run itself was a point to point and to me, bore a strong resemblance to the frightfully difficult run set for the Bali Tri-hashalon as evidenced by the first check-back which came within 200m of the start and after which the next paper trail started ½ a km away .. no wonder the Aussie flat-foots got lost there and never recovered. After that it was more of the same with many difficult check-backs, which generally kept the motley pack together… good if you weren’t front running .. murder otherwise. Anyway, as the sun began to set we headed towards familiar territory at Cimanggis with the last finishing stretch being that now familiar, excruciatingly steep hill up from the river followed by a telling gradient up to the beer wagon. The run? .. not half bad for a pair of old cripples like Witless and the injured Super Brat.
OnIn Hash Master Herpes … closely followed by that absent-minded Hare from last week Clark Kunt. So how come you left poor Vatican Rag to handle last weeks “prayer meeting” all by himself? And don’t try that old excuse about not being able to follow the directions cos we know you wrote them matey. Down down time. Even after this neglect of duty, one of our number was still prepared to go out on a vine for CK.. step forward, the eternal vine swinging Tarzan who now has a new co-hare for the April (what a fool) run.
So Tarzan, what is the average savvy, financial switched-on Indonesian doing to protect his hard earned Rupiah “wedge” against currency exchange risk … well, they stuff it in their mattresses and then sleep on the problem. What advice can the Irish financial mis-manager Pretty Boy give … I would go long on rupiah (and short on common sense). Skinhead is still sitting pretty on his rock-solid D- marks – he can now buy twice as much patronage for the same money on the 5 + 1 .. lucky D-unt. What about the Yanks, Magic Dragon? Apparently they can’t even get their lips around the problem because the exchange rate is moving too fast. His words of financial wisdom eventually came out that its best to pay for your sleaze up-front or it may cost you double an hour later. Now there’s a man with one eye on the clock and the other hand on his wallet.
Remind us again Col. Bloodclot about how miserably the Welsh team performed at the Trihashlon … it must be at least five minutes since our last laugh at your expense. Excuses? … too many to mention ….but don’t let that stop you. Well don’t forget that arrogant Bloodclot was in charge, the ref was the wrong type of Kelt and the Welsh left their bribe money at home. And really, there was no disharmony in the Welsh valleys, right E-man? Well there was that ANOther’s e-mail the other day which suggested that team selection was a bit suspect i.e. choosing a weak stomached Norseman instead of a full-blood taffy complete with fence jumping shorts and K bar tossing ability. How could they have overlooked you E-man? To add insult to injure the official JH3 representatives led by Bolt1On came second (in the both the tri-hashalon and the wet dream competition thanks to some inspirational work by the scorned secretaries).
Its 6.58pm and on in come three late stragglers Vibrator, Fanny and Nick Leeson but nobody had missed them.
On-In the harey misfit SuperBrat and hareless misfit Witless Wanker. On a "Last In First Up" basis Fanny what did you make of the walk on the dark side. Well apparently he lost paper at the first check-back and then there were too many (talking) girls and then those check-backs in the dark simply meant its was a shit of a run. Rubber Turd thought good running seagull of a run (I think). Koncrete Kock, the wet dream team psychiatrist and all round super star, wittered on about lack of singkong, Jonsey and 80% of a Mai Wilson but thankfully he was reasonably coherent for a free bus pass holder. BloodClot thought Herpes almost feel into a river but he forgot the great one walks on water so no worries. BraveFart, never lost for words or a stand-in joke, stood-in for SuperBrat by twisting his ankle, then stood-in for Magic Dragon’s funny walk so it was obviously a shit of a run. Dr Jerker thought it was a heinous bestiality run ... “Who let the dogs out?”. Fortunately no one, otherwise we would all have been cat meat. Finally Tom Jones, the Peter Pan of benchmarking cost consultancy showed us how to do it by venturing very briefly into the den of the fallen women. Did they offer good value? maybe but he forgot to ask? as he was in such a hurry to get out of there quickly. To sum up, Herpes cast his vote and called it a heinously good run.
Don’t forget the 30th birthday celebrations.
23rd March is 30th Birthday run starting at Kemang Selatan V
24th March is the Sprash (no script as yet though)
25th March is recovery run
26th March is the regular Monday run open to all non-horrors
Next weeks run is at Bukat Palangi
Exxon/Mobil are pulling out of Aceh .. but don’t worry the CIA are moving in.
The Hares sort of sang but whatever it was, it was not a patch on that all time great “19 Ankers”.
Witless got his 75 Hare over-achiever plaque and the Rope got his 200 run mug and then tried to convince us he was reciting poetry to the tune of “ Ernie, he drove the fastest milkman in the west”.
At 8.03pm, still more late arrivals, this time Yoshi and Postponed; those eternally lost soles. Again we didn’t miss you but maybe time to reopen the run discussion.
Ok now with the food a-beckoning it was time to place those pots on the grass and swing gently before retiring to some excellent tucker at that demo breaking restaurant Ikan Bakar Kalimanatan.
Scribe : Gay Gordon