Jakarta Hash House Harriers
Scribe
Sheet Run 1698
DEPARTED
PAUL “The Bastard” HOBAN, Ex Hash Master and
long time member of the Jakarta Hash in Kuala Lumpur on Thursday, 24 May 2001.
He was only 44 years old.
YWHMH gave a fitting account of
Paul’s activities in and around Jakarta including introductions to various
establishments of high (Including a high 6th) reputation. Inspector
Gadget read a letter which was sent for the Service to Kuala Lumpur on behalf
of JHHH.
After a minute of silence, which
gave Hashers a chance to recall memorable encounters with Paul’s wit and else
there were quite a few contributions from Elephant Man, Dr Jerker, Tarzan and
Konkrete Kokk, all of which surprisingly had something to do with “The Bastard’s”
dick peeking out of photos or pools or what. Equally memorable was Yoshi’s
recounting how nice Paul was to Asians, immediately countered by Dr Jerker:
Yes, but only to Asians and not to Buleh’s! That’s why he was “The Bastard”.
After a nice rendition of “ He’s a bastard through and through” and
“Why was he born so beautiful” the circle finally returned to normal business.
Good One!
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SCRIBE’S REPORT Run: 1698 Date: 28 May 2001
Site: Rafflesia P>P>Ikan Bakar Hares:
Jack-Off, MGM
Statistics: 40 in all
Returners:
Bolt1On, Insp. Gadget + 2 fucked off
New
Members: Abi, Apui and Rudi (all fucked off), Peter Atkinson, Toni LeGrand
(Napoleon?)
Home into the Fold: Pitstop
The Run
Yes, quite,
the run. Average time in was 1 ½ hours, slightly longer for YWHMH though.
Carter
the Farter Count: 2/40 = 0.05, one of the worst ever!
The
paper was of the friendly NATO olive type, which could be seen with great
clarity even in the dark by the near blind (all hashers are near blind due to
certain activities). The only good thing apparently was that nobody got lost,
quite an achievement under the circumstances. The run started out okay over a
nice hashbridge fooling all into believing to be on the right side of the
river. Not to be though. After about 15 minutes frantic search the run returned
back over the bridge, circled the departing beertruck and cars within a radius
of about 50 meters, giving hashers the chance to inquire from their drivers
where to run to. Over the toll, down a few kliks straight lane, on one side the
Autobahn, on the other side the Berlin Wall.
This
monotonous stretch was made more interesting by the hares as they put the paper
sometimes on the left side, sometimes on the right side of the lane, stroke of
genius this one. After a daring right turn it became even more interesting as
Kampung alternated with Kampung alternated with Kampung alternated with
………….……, you get the idea.
In
the end it was Ikan Bakar Kalimantan, reached by most Hashers on asphalt, not
on paper.
After
a late start at 18:50 with a lot of hashers still in a cold sweat and fury
there was a sort of democratic discussion (Sidang?) whether to put the Hares on
the ice or not. Surprisingly the faction for the None-Icers was led by Dr
Jerker with extremely baseless and stupid arguments on behalf of the Hares.
Finally our Hash Master got so thoroughly disgusted with the proceedings that
without much further ceremony the Hares were put on the ice where they stayed
for a while.
Considering
all those very intelligent comments the run finally was declared a Shit of a Run.
The Circle
Unlike my illustrious predecessor Holy Sh..,
sorry Holy Joop, who used to fuck of immediately after a run only to produce
moving accounts of the circle, de-skrribing the prroceedings with amazing
accuracy rremote contrrolled in a thick Frriesian language with some English
thrown in, I stupidly stayed through the circle out of a sort of
responsibility, verbally abused and filled up with beer, rendering my notes
unreadable, or almost. So in the end the effect was much like under Holy Sh…,
sorry holy Joop. It will just have to do.
This circle
started quite late but that was compensated by dragging on and on, so it got
smaller and smaller as Hashers could not stand the drivel anymore as the night
wore on. With 3 RA’s all trying to outdo each other it became a bit chaotic
with almost no time for singing, which was a bit of a shame as Elephant Man was
beautiful with his bell like tenor with a tremendous tremolo and tears in his
eyes belting out “It’s a shame the wh………”.
Try as I might:
My notes are mostly unreadable.
Fragments:
Voting to bring
pussies next run, no way
Konkrete Kokk
telling a 15th story about……
Bolt1On pissed
off, forgot his Viagra
RA’s new hobby
spotting wankers (should run Thursdays)
BraveFart's
joke about who needs ears on the hash when he has eyes or something like that,
but somehow nobody larft
RA’s
alternating with BraveFart and PitStop on the Ice, Konkrete Kokk putting Tarzan
on the ice, so Indon Civil Servants resign, causing Gay Gordon to leave
Jakarta……..
And so it went.
Konkrete Kokk
cleverly avoided the ice by finally pissing of without bidding us Good Night.
Best Joke of
the Night: What are the knobs on the nipples? Braille for Suck Me
(Bloodthirsty)
Best Song of
the Night: Yankee Submarine (Bloodthirsty)
Best Comment:
How to avoid Pearl Harbour? Switch on the radar in time or something like that
(PitStop). Hey PitStop, the Yanks did not yet have radar then.
Achiever: 10
run Shirt for ?
Leaver: Gay
Gordon to Beijing
Hare’s Songs:
Did not happen
Finally,
finally the hymn, led by our leaver, who by this time was on his knees and
almost in tears trying to embrace all and sundry but especially Tarzan,
mercifully cut short by BraveFart.
On On On: On
Site courtesy our Birthday Hare. Congratulations to 51 Years.
Thanks for a
good makan, Manado flavoured.
Gay Gordon
invited Hashers to the Top Gun, where a certain 16-year old lurks. Didn’t go
this time, probably my biggest mistake this night.
See you all next Monday, GoBlokM
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