Jakarta Hash House Harriers
Scribe
Sheet Run 1709
Hashit
Holder: MGM
SCRIBE’S REPORT Run: 1709 Date: 6 Aug 2001
Site: Permata
Sentul P>P>Hambalan Hares: Postponed, Yoshi, Itchicock
Statistics: 41 in all
Returners:
Vatican Rag, Ivanto, Tajima
New Members: Johnny Fong, Kosedin, Jamin, Danny Guillot, Dharmadi, Teddy,
Andrei, Peter Atkinson, Roger Webster, Paul Robinson
Home into the Fold: Hashman
Visitors: Mr. Singh (Ibrahim?????), Anang
The Run
Hiroshima Mon Amour or how even the Japs finally go soft.
So it was back after a nice holiday to THE MUD, THE SHIT AND THE
MISERY more commonly known as JHHH. Of course it had to be a point to point for
starters. Why is it that Roxy is selling hand-phones like crazy these days?
Because every self-respecting hasher equips his driver with an extra phone, so
he can 1/3rd into the run inquire where the damn thing goes! That is
if you have a driver of course (Why is it that I think about Herpes just now?
Don’t know really).
Carter the Farter Count: 28/41 = 1 * with the Japanese
bullshit factor 0.5 = 0.5!
Why 28 divided by 41 equals 1 remains VRs secret, he
claims he was passed by all 28 hashers!?!?!?!
One fondly remembers the first DEATH MARCH sponsored by
Yoshi and KK. Those were the days.
Hashers started to trickle in after 2 ½ hours with the bulk (we were running
with 100+ then) coming in after about 3 hours. The totally spent hashmaster Ron
Doyle, since departed, came in after 4 hours by which time the hares had worn
out numerous iceblocks already. Without further ceremony he flung a lot of beer
into their expectedly raised faces roaring “ You lost the fucking war, not
we!).
So on this one with good use of the countryside, good
paper and despite warnings from the hares to bring flashlights good distance it
was hardly surprising that all hashers came in well in time.
Guilty until proven innocent had the hares on the ice for
a bit, until horrific music and other stuff started to come from a car looking
a bit like Herpes new one. So the driver of that car which turned out to be
Bolt-1-On promptly relieved the hares from their icy seats. For Postponed it
was all the same anyway having donned at least 4 pants of which some were
forcefully removed by Konkrete Kokk.
Pretty Boy for reasons only clear to him voted for a
hashshit, well!
Other complaints were basically only about the Japs going
soft. There probably is something to it. Even Japs mellow with age, like old
wine, which turns to vinegar presently.
Finally the Hashmaster declared it a Fucking Excellent RUN, which of course it was.
The
Circle
Of the 41 hashers most
were conspicuously absent soon into the circle with Tarzan holding a Bavarian
or whatever hashmeeting at the Café with most of the new members, and also
Herpes leaving early as his driver didn’t want to stay (I would sack the guy).
So it was slow going which was reflected by Hashman telling SLOW JOKES. The
slowest being
Ding Dong!?
What do a Singh, Klark
Kunt and Vatican Rag have in common? Wearing the sponsored running shorts of
course. Thanks Yoshi and Postponed!
Some good singing from Klark Kunt from the GOOD BOOK with the pages glued
together having been used previously by Simple Semen. Predictably the song was
The Good Ship Venus.
Good Kamikaze imitations by Hashman flying 2 engined (beered) planes throughout
the circle.
Our RA Konkrete Kokk fucked off without giving further notice, but fortunately
we had Hashman who was an adequate substitute.
Things came to an end with only about 10 hashers left, who after the hymn then
proceeded to the Café for some good Makan and a spectacular view.
No mention of an OnOnOn, so probably all went home like good the good sheep we
are.
See you
all next Monday
GoBlokM
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