So. That run was shit. Shit run shit food and shit venue. What can you expect from a couple of old hashing hares like Wombat and Jackoff. I believe Wombat filled in for Brazilian Coathanger who hasn’t been hanging around much lately. The usual couple of dozen turned out at Blue Haze and although the numbers seem to be pretty steady the faces are always different. My thoughts are that it’s too bloody cold to go outside after dark and dark it was out in the scrub behind the light industrial area. We had to search for little pink and white turn right streamers and toilet paper on ons hanging from trees. The first hash halt was easy to find as it was almost around the first corner. Shots all round. The second hash halt was harder to find and infact wasn’t so we ended up having that one brought to us at the end. Faucet ran the circle due to no RA’s and Wombat being a hare. We had to drag Jackoff out of the kitchen to have her down down. First up were a couple of returnees with Rainman and Softcock (formerly Viagra) sharing a down down with Quickie who made some dumb blonde comment about returnees. Then Tacklebox had one for becoming an Australian during the week. Her attempt at the national anthem seemed a bit dodgy as I don’t recall the bit about waltzing matilda in it. We had one virgin guy who seemed to be enjoying his dance around the Ancient Inca empty sakata biscuit packet rock. Kimbo the owner of the venue had a down down just because we said he had to but he put it away as if he’d had a few before. Bogger got one for getting pissed at the races and not remembering who she went home with. I think it was Premature or little Premature who got one for sneaking off before the circle finished last week. As this was a serious offence he also got the gimp and the pipe. The last down down went to Slangs Bitch who was bitching about his name. He could always just go by his last name. Where is Slang these days? The food was the best 5 bucks you could spend in Broome with 3 choices of hot dishes of scallops, prawns and vegies with either rice or pasta. All in copious amounts and eaten around a lovely big campfire. There was also TV snacks as dessert and the yard we were in actually had a big screen TV although it was just playing music on the night. Yep. I told you it was all shit.