Total Hashers This Week - 100

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Correcting Run Records Policy

To encourage hashers, and hash virgins, to take responsibility for ensuring they have received proper run credit, the deadline for reporting missed runs will be Thursday evening following a run. As run stats are posted to the website by noon of the Tuesday following the run, hashers will have 2 1/2 days to review the run stats to confirm they've received credit for the run just held.

The reason for the Thursday deadline is we close out the run accounts and run records for a run on Friday mornings. Corrections entered before Friday help ensure we have an accurate accounting of the run.

It is hoped with this policy in place the number of hashers that pay the signup fee and walk away before having their name marked off on the signup list will be reduced. This will also eliminate the cases where a hasher comes to us weeks, months, or even years later asking to correct a missed run in the records.

Missed runs can be reported via email to the Webmaster.

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Awards This Run

Lady Flipper
300 Runs

Jellobutt
100 Runs

Empty Sperm Bank
50 Runs

'Oh Mother Dear I'm over here and I'm never coming back. (Not even for your funeral.!) 'What keeps me here is the rake of beer. The women and the crack' and maybe the Hash.
Only your scribe could conspire to arrange for his wife Flipper to reach her 300 runs, to be 'passed over' for the PH3 G.M. for the third time and have his mother cremated all on the same day. Still I am not one to talk about myself so on with the motley.
The AGM run and a change of GM after thirty-five years sterling work by Sir Frog. Spaghetti Head takes over, so after many years of 'pick annie' speaking G.M.'s we have someone who claims the Queens tongue as his own.
An often used A-Site by our two knighted hares Sir Chicken F-----R and Sir T4. Circle called and for the last time new shoes are blessed and it's off into the unknown for the assembled masses. Not I Gunga Dhin as I make a pratt of myself enough already without wobbling around the countryside for the amusement of a few farmers.
An hour later most of the runners are back complimenting the hares on squeezing an interesting run out of much used tundra. Plenty of cows and dogs and water to keep the obsessed ones occupied and word of mouth is the hares have done O.K.
After selling the last of the freshly printed Donna Versace cracks rags I join the throng for Sir Flying Frogs final circle as the PH3 'Gunshamaker'.
Hares are iced and as aforesaid it is considered that the run is a success.
Sir Airhead takes the circle to ice the hares along with Drippy and Karamba while the bad RA bangs on about the PH3 being run on military lines, conveniently forgetting to remember to mention his own draft dodging days.
Sir Frog bestows a new Hash Trash on to bosom buddy Lone Wolf for leaving a receipt for one of his black belt origami t-shirts on the A-Site.
Being an honest sort of chap I confide afterwards that it fell out of LW 100 Run t-shirt bag. I manfully take my Hash Trash hat for the night amongst much apolaging from the recipients.
The previous mismanagement are iced and thanked by the departing G.M. for being his 'right-hand men' and then the helm is handed over to Spaghetti Head. I stiffle to urge to burst into song with 'It Should Have been Me.!! 'Tell a joke first' was his opening gambit and he gleefully tells us about feeling suicidal and phoning the Samaritans only to be put through to a call centre in India. Please do not let that stop you G.M..And after all being a genuine ex-military man you should remember the words of M.A.S.H...'Suicide is Painless'.
Anniversary's. Please make the most of them as I have fallen out with the trophy bitch and are now looking for new suppliers.
Flipper 300 Picnic, Snoopy 150 gristles, Lone Wolf...100 Mug and 100 T-Shirt, Sir Chicken F---R 50 hared Runs, Bottomless Pit....250 Run Mug
Hell Boy......50 Run Mug (Good job he did not deliver it himself.!!) Black Crab 50 Run Mug.
Sir CF doubling as the good R.A. ices the usual suspects T-4 and Yao Yao for various sins and then brings on my old buddy Miserable C--T to announce he has divorced his wife of several years Rainbow and is now 'shopping around the corner'. Doesn't surprise me as I have shared a jacuzzi with MC along with a few Arabs. At least I think it was a jacuzzi but then again the amount of air emanating from MC's orifice who knows?
Newly renamed Barnacle Bollox (What a stupid name) does some improvisation involving the circle and then it is time for the incoming and outgoing G.M.'s to be serenaded by SCF with his version of the old Bobby Jacks song 'Seasons in the Sun".
Last down-down's and the Hash Hymn duly strangled then it is off to the T.Q. 2 for happy hour.
Here's to the future everyone and am I bitter.
YES.!!!!
If I have forgotten anyone my apologies.
Faces and Fannies I never forget but names are for tombstones.

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