Total Hashers This Week - 70

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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.

The one exception to this policy will be those with duplicate run records can approach us when they're close to achieving a run award. At that time we will merge the records so the run award reflects all their runs with the PH3.

Missed runs can be reported via email to the Webmaster.

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NOTE: Scribe Reports are written for your entertainment and are a work of fiction.
Any resemblance to actual people and events is purely coincidental.

Scribe Report by Doesn't Touch The Sides

With a hangover from Sunday night’s Charity music  jam and Dirt Digger playing his loud and noisy guitar, the directions on the map to the A-site looked rather confusing and I finally gave up the idea of driving with my own car and instead I had to hitch a ride with some of my friends (I still got some) . Arriving at the A-site I was struck by the beauty of the area, and I immediately saw the opportunity of getting a nice swim after the run. Going down to the beer truck, I was approached by the Beermaster. The Beermaster proposed a deal, saying that if I would write that the Beermaster was the Best World Champion in the World, I would get free beer in the bus on the way back ever Monday for the next year. This of course I could not refuse, so here it goes: The Beermaster is the Best World Champion in the World.
So after hanging around talking the usual bullshit the GM called to form a circle.  There were a high number of virgins attending. I could feel the happiness of the GM. This high number would certainly make a nice contribution to the Hash Cash. And by scaring virgins shitless about what was going to happen after the run, he made 3 of the virgins leave immediately after the run, thus reducing the beer cost. But I have been told they will be back next week as well and then they will consume unlimited amounts of beer.
The weather was perfect for running so we all went happily out. And the first thing we met was a quagmire with dirt up to our knees. What a lovely start! I really like running with wet and muddy shoes. Thank you hares! After this delightful start the run went over some nice fields and good tracks. Then suddenly a big snake appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the track. Mudcracker nearly got a heart attack. But we soon discovered this snake was artificial and was placed there by the hares to make our lives more interesting. By the way I heard the snake will be back later in the year.
After the run and after some nice swimming in the lake and the GM called the circle and the usual bullshitting started. The hares were iced and we all agreed the site was perfect, the weather was good and the run nicely laid. Thank you hares, we hope to see you back again soon. The raffle things were sorted out, Sir Chicken Fucker immediately volunteered to be taken out to dinner by the raffle winner of the dinner-for-two at Jameson’s. He really goes with everyone. Then Turd Burglar was called and given his 100 run T-shirt. What a great show he made trying to put his new T-shirt on.  Queen Stella was called and given her 10 hare T-shirt. I cannot remember if she also made a show of putting it on. But anyway, congratulations.
Hellboy took the circle and iced the football team. I did not quite understand what this was all about but it was great fun to watch.
Then Sir Chicken Fucker was controlling the circle. He immediately iced Stupid Cunt and virgins. Then the usual stuff went on about boystown and recommended his regular bar in this area. All about condoms and sore asses. Hellboy was assigned to be the driver back to Boystown.  He knows his way around. Torpedo Tits girlfriend was iced and was given ice cubes in her trousers. I think this was something about Hellboy liking a tight ass, but I am not sure. But anyway Sir Chicken Fucker also handed over his tel.no. to the girl. Everything a little bit confusing isn’t it? Then Torpedo Tits was iced and everybody was calling for skin. But Torpedo Tits nicely explained that she had too many pimples on her bum so she would not like to scare away her future lovers. Down downs were handed out in numbers, it was all about Boystown and ass. My girlfriend and I were called and I realized it was time for giving my girlfriend a real name. After a round of suggestions she finally was given her hash name Black Hole.
The hares were called to sing a song. And they delivered a beautiful version of “WE are all gay” in Thai and English. Good show.
Time for Hash Hymn and and still many hashers around. Must have been a fun day! See you all next Monday.