Following the good HHH signs from the Siam Country Club road arch to The Scotch on The Rocks Run A-site I rocked up on my motorcycle to sign up when the GM asked me to be the scribe because his bum chum Katoys Blow Best had broken yet another promise to scribe.
Well I got geared up for the run when the GM calls the circle and dealt with the returnees and new shoes etc. Then in came the hares RSB and GKW with the blue Scottish flag painted on their faces and wearing their Kilts and bog roll sporrans. Even the gloomy sky and rain blended in with the theme. They explained the run and off we went, I was running with the FRB's for a good section, there were good checks in blue, myself I managed to find four FT's which placed me right at the back of the pack, lots of shiggy, good country side and pineapple/tapioca fields. I came in after 1 hour and 10 minutes hearing thunder thinking it is going to be a wet circle. All the runners were given a nip of scotch on arrival back at the a-site and if you were lucky enough on the run to find one of the vouchers strategically placed you could even win a bottle of whiskey.
Circle called and the hares on ice and a good run was called by all, they were given whiskey down downs. Time for some religion from Emperor Airhead wearing his own Rod Stewart Tammy Shanter, he praises the hares for their good effort as it was 17 years since the last Scotch on the Rocks Run theme. Next on the ice was Stinky Sloppy Seconds and his crack who was given the hash name of Crocodile. I couldn't quite hear why due to the noisy bastards behind me.
Anniversaries were next, quite a lot of them this week. The GM then ices Velcro Dick for taking well over two hours to do the run. The GM then ices me for just being Neville? (He still doesn't know my hash name) and Linguini Weeny iced for checking what was under the Scotsman's Kilt. I thought I had a kilt offence as well because I blew my bugle up the kilt.
Sir Chicken Fucker takes over and ices Psychodelic for a burger offence, he bought a burger just so he could stay under the umbrella and stay dry and shelter from the rain. Velcro Dick was iced again for losing 70 Kilos of weight. Next Torpedo Tits on ice, she is saving up for bigger tits, arse and flange, I wonder if Pussy Snatcher is paying her enough. Next on ice Colonel Cornhole and Same Same, wondering why she hasn't had the baby yet, it seems strange he seems to be getting fatter.
The beer police are iced for spilling beer, alcohol abuse as well as Miserable Cunt for short cutting in order to find the first whiskey voucher prize.
Lastly the hares sang there Scottish ditty for their hares song, well done guys and luckily the rain held off, then the hash hymn and that was the end for another week.
OnOn
Arse-Holeo