Jakarta Hash House Harriers
Scribe
Sheet Run 1710
HASHSHIT HOLDER:
MGM
ANNOUNCEMENTS
None Really Tarzan, what gives? Usually the during first half of the circle Hashers are entertained by the likes of Tarzan, Herpes, Bolt1On et al.
Well, maybe next Monday.
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of the scribes: GO BLOK M, PRETTY
BOY, COLONEL BLOODKNOTT,
SCRIBE’S
REPORT Run: 1710
Date: 13 Aug 2001
Site: Citra Indah past Cileungsi
Hares: Magic Dragon, Most Hated Man In Hash, Superbrat
Statistics: 36
Returners: Colin B, Angus
D, John H, Bob M, Phil M, Pat R, Agus S
New Members: Johnny Fong,
Jamin, Danny Guillot, Teddy, Andrei, Jansen Utama, Acai, Rustan Effendi
Good Deeds: One Barrel
sponsored by Maandy
The Run:
How 151
Years Of Combined Hares make one look so very young
MD 57, AD 47, SB 47
Carter the Farter Count (never ceases to amaze me): About
35/208??? * with 151 = Excellent (does
that make sense to you?)
Undeterred by road conditions the hares did attempt to
give us the best the offers, or so they thought.
Getting there was a bit of a pain, leaving there was worse
given the conditions. Small wonder Citra Indah is still kosong.
15 Minutes late with all cars still there and the hares
absolutely not revealing Point B only pointing vaguely South had 3 latecomers
chasing the elusive pack and paper.
When we found the latter it said ON IN as well and looking up there was the
beertruck already parked in its new location, great. That gave us the necessary
confidence to tackle the whole run, great mistake.
At least it showed us what the remote Jakarta surroundings
used to be. Good countryside finally after running in and out of Kampongs. The
paper looked used, so it did not show so clearly, which became a handicap once
night fell. By that time we were passing the probably already fourth dry padi.
Now a dry padi has a lot going for it as opposed to a wet one. Still for
Elephant Man it was simply too dry, causing him to fall into a convenient
little drain in the last dry padi. It was more dark Kampongs on the way in with
the paper becoming ever more of the 2nd hand or of the used kind:
Very hard to spot. Finally it was IN.
Initial ceremonies were rudely interrupted by a fierce
downpour, which gave all the intention of continuing. So with only one
opposition vote it was decided to do the circle more sensibly at the Rumah
Makan ASRI, the one just past the SAGA and of the many hewan2 semen. There the
lone voice of the opposition, one Col. Bloodthirsty by the way, declared it The
Pussyfication Run! Never before was the Hash driven away by mere rain, crying
shame etc etc.
All to no avail as the stupid halfcocked but nevertheless
accepted explanation for this deviation was that a P>P goes from A to B with
Point C being the collection point. Make of that what you want. Heavy
piss-pouring by the hares to influence the pack no doubt. Talk about KKN. All
of a sudden the clearly friendly disposed stand-in hash master MGM gave it the Good Run verdict. And that was it. Sorry Col. B.
The
Square
Or how to form a circle around long rectangular tables
There were about 16 of us
left at the ASRI, so during a pleasant dinner we, and the speechless waitresses
were treated to the excellent Hare’s song, which had to do with a certain Dr.
Altzheimer.
This in turn caused your scribe to promptly forget the co-hares’ songs, but
they were likewise very good.
Finally it
also became clear why the real RA Konkrete Kokk was rudely dispatched by Carter
the Farter, claiming our RA had no voice. Konkrete Kokk did not survive this
psychological attack and promptly left after having succeeded in bringing the
rain down on us.
Why,
John Carter could not help it, he had to announce an extraordinary achiever
with 850 runs. Non other than himself of course. For this occasion he had
composed a song together with Gilbert and Sullivan along the lines of music
from Moulin Rouge, must get that VCD, a song, which was both demanding and
startling on the audience. You should have seen the expression on the
waitresses’ faces. It dealt with Lupi with the wooden leg, bunches of fucking
cunts and finally the cold dead harlot. Good show and congrats.
A further achiever was Magic Dragon who
finally fulfilled his dream of laying more runs than maidens, namely 50!. More
songs, no jokes and finally the hymn.
Some
beers later at the Top Gun it all came to a close.
See you
all next Monday
GoBlokM
PS:
Leeky Dick was medi-vacced after the run to Singapore with a broken leg. We’ve been
fortunate to have very few accidents on the hash, and our sympathies go to
Alun. He’s likely to be out of action for a few weeks. Best wishes for a swift
recovery from all of us.
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