The next Mis-management meeting is re-scheduled for Wednesday 12th Oct 2005 in Patrick's at 4:30 pm.

Points discussed

Next T-shirt Run is:
The Octopussy Run
17th October 2005
Bring an extra pair dry socks.
 

Here we are again, just another shitty day in paradise. After a great weekend of sky diving and crocodile hunting it’s time to get down to the real business of another Monday Run. First job of the day is to pick up Dr. Pinky from his local watering hole and strap him into the passenger seat. For you lovely ladies that didn’t know this, Dr. Pinky is now available for a full time relationship, anything goes, please no offers from the over 50’s or under 11’s. It was Charlie Manson last week, who is going to be next looking to be free and single again?
On arrival at the a-site the usual early hashers were already set up and limbering up for the run. Is it really true that Spaghetti Head when he is a hare shows up at the a-site at 6 am armed with grass cutter and strimmer? It makes a pleasant change from some of the a-sites we use that are death traps. The bus arrived shortly after and offloaded it’s cargo of new and old faces, one face in particular seemed to be missing so I shouted to Bushy, put the knife away the badman ain’t here this week.
Sir Chicken Fucker is filling in this week for Flying Frog as GM. We wish Frog all the best after the sad loss of his father last week and look forward to seeing him back on the run next week. Circle called and the new shoes were christened. The hares Spaghetti Head and Rocky explained the run details, usual white paper and red checks & Ft’s. Elephants and plenty of dogs were expected to be encountered during the run.
The run started out through coconut and mango trees on dirt trails leading across the railway track through more coconut tree areas and mango trees and out near Nong Nooch gardens and back through similar terrain with a little tapioca thrown in. The front runners started arriving back after 31 minutes and everyone appeared to be back within 1 hour of starting.
Usual twilight zone of cooling down after the run and putting all the worlds’ latest problems to right whilst drinking copious amounts of fluids, especially around Uncle Pervy’s vehicle where there was the usual gathering of home brew tasters.
The circle was called by the GM Sir Chicken Fucker who turned the circle over to Jail Bait to conduct the raffle; lots of prizes this week, including a pair of panties for Psychodelic who I am sure will find a good use for them. The Hash Doc Dr. Thrush was doing his usual handing out medicine for those needing a pick me up.
The hares were iced along with Low Dow Wanker who was found to be complaining again. Fucking Dog and Norse Star were iced for sitting down during the circle. The circle was then handed over to Sir Airhead who quickly had the hares on ice and accused them of being ‘tapioca terrorists’, the hares managed to provide a good defence so the run was deemed to be a good run. Sir Chicken Fucker was iced as a hash hero for providing plenty of food for sale, all profits going to provide him with an excellent sex life? Poncho the Pervert was then iced and asked to explain why the raffle ticket numbers are too small for us elderly people to be able to read.
The GM then dealt with returnees. The virgins and their sponsors were iced for being French. Charlie Manson came into the circle to announce that next Saturday will be the 5 year anniversary run of the Bush hash. Charlie was then iced and joined on the ice by Knickerless, these are two stalwarts of the Bush. The GM then introduced all the visitors to the circle. The beer police Monster and Wank-King’s Wanker were joined by Really Sadistic Bastard on the ice and accused of molesting small children, this was obviously a joke as RSB turned out to be the sinner. Next up the anniversaries, Midnight Star 150 runs today. Miserable Cunt 200 runs today. Well done!
Free Willy was next on the ice and explained how he was asked by Bottoms Up to get her a dildo and take her to boy’s town.
The hare’s song was next and didn’t turn out too well, stick to the day job lads. Tampax was iced along with Fowl Fucker to find out if Tampax’s new lady was wearing any underwear or not, she duly proved to everyone what the answer was.
Charlie Manson then took the circle again and brought in three blondes, Knickerless, Pissed Pole Dancer and I.E. To show everyone what the women look like where he works in Norway, apparently I.E. mentioned earlier about getting into a cooler so Charlie obliged by picking her up and placing her in the ice bucket. That certainly cooled her down.
Allah’s Arsehole was then iced as a hash trash for throwing coins down and walking over them, the Thai girls didn’t like this so they voted to give him Hash shit rather than hash trash.
To end the evenings entertainment Seaman Stains took over the circle and it was Hash hymn time, hats off pots on the floor, Swing Low.......... After the Hash Hymn it was On-On to the Scandi Bar where Pegleg no doubt had his usual excellent selection of great food available. Many thanks to Pegleg and all his staff. Another great day out!

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