PH3 Run 1884 Scribe
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Splendid stroll through mostly farmland with a little shiggy,
Hash Trash: hat
Hash Crash: hit a vine. Master bragged about his speed, chose the helmet...
Public cervix announcement: You're a spiritual place, so only water the cassava plants.
Run was disgusted: Fact revealed -- It wasn't flat but it was "undulating"
Pedantic discussion about umbrellas: Some brullies are bigger than others!
On-Sec gets to 50 runs
GM gets a shirt
French Kiss gets a shirt
Visa amnesty holders interrogated about what they're going to do with their little lives.
Hashers, in order to avoid intubation, were advised to visit Soi VI for some artificial respiration. Everyone remember to donate generously to your local whorphanage!
This is when it starts to get funny fuzzy...
"Have you got a dose?"
"It's like being on the Thai-tanic!"
A spirited discussion of the ins and outs of Boys Town.
More about umbrellas.
"I Gotta Wash My Hands" karaoke version was performed by the hairs on multiple cell phones -- pretty much a rock concert. The trail was actually better than the song.
Hash Hymn was performed with splendid choreography.
Got back (all in one piece!) to LK Metro with some lovely spaghetti and meatballs with French bread served to the customers at the on-after bar.
Mr. Bean, Ex-Master, Bandung HHH
On-On! Mr Bean