The Not-Shinju run
Derby mob rocked up for the unoffical not-shinju run. They rocked up fashionabley late (and well drunk), chauffered in by their faithful bus driver who has now for the 3rd time in as many trips swore he will never do it again!
As part of the Shinju festival and knowing we had some visiting hashers, Yama and WSB wanted to show some of the usually unseen highlights of Broome town. The run included such highlights as a local Broome experience behind Coles were a few people were asked to “come back and take your pants off” while running past a mob loaded with red can. While setting the run, WSB almost got too personal with one local. The drunken lad was going about his stumbling stroll along the street when WSB made the mistake of drawing and On On within 2m of the position he thought was the best to have a good old bile spew to clear room for another red can.
The hares had to think on their toes while trouncing through the unofficial back alley pathways behind the High School. Their planned escape route through the not-so-secret fence was foiled by recent Shire activity! How often does the Shire actually do anything? It must have taken 4 days, 36 iced coffees and a lot of man-hours and shovel leaning to get those 6 panels of corrugated iron into place.
Hares got home in the nick of time with Butterbitch hot on their tale. All this extra training and marathon running has messed with his head.
On the other hand, the Derby mob were in no rush to return to the circle. They found a comfortable seat at the Roey where we are sure they fit in quite well with some of Broome’s finest.
Yama and WSB were informed the run was exceptionally good for a Hash run. Maybe the best this year?
We had a handful of visitors join us tonight for this inaugral and infamously shit run. Devonport and Gold Coast were represented, but slightly outnumbered (and out-vocalised) by the Derby mob and their singing/nudeity antics.
Media – all those involved in the Hash article in the advertiser down-downed (Faucet, Butterbitch, Dirty Sanchez, WSB). Fanta Pants did her part to promote HHH on local radio and down downed for her efforts. No Name Emma had her photo plastered across the Broome Hospital internal newsletter.
All the Hash betrayers down downed for participating in the dragon boat races for a team besides Broome HHH. And to their detriment really. We dominated! Only reason we didn’t take the main prize is due to the cheating organisers. On points countback though, we are certain we can hold our heads high as we out scored all the opposition in the preliminary rounds.
AT had a free beer for informing a mother that HHH wasn’t interested in her 16 year old son as a member “but how old is your daughter?”
We only had a few virgins but I’m sure they’ll be back. Or not!
Derby were a little peeved tht there was no Hash halt on this run, so their GM , Muffintop, used her high and mighty powers and charged WSB for this misdemeanour, along with visiting hasher JC (Gold Coast HHH) for his assurance to her “of course there will be a halt, its Hash”.
Derby took to the ice quicker than Urinal did after 3 months on a boat full of men, and they did it in true Derby style. Unfortunately for Yama, she was on the opposite side of the circle and glimpsed Dags in all his post-run glory. Maybe he should have one of those alarm things like the luggage carosel at the airport. In fact the town should be warned when they approach. The people at the Mecure got a free balcony concert until the bus turned up at nine. I was wondering if it would be the bus or the cops tiurning up first as the songs got louder and bawdier as the night went on. Bit of a warm up for the Gibb.
Faucet and AT cooked up the most amazing sasuages I’ve ever eaten. I40 of them actually. Luckily Superturd had done a reno on the Barbie during the week and it enabled them to be cooked all the way through for a change. No-one likes a raw sasuage down their gob. We’ll, umm I’ll leave that there and get this posted.
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