Shit! Still haven’t
handed in my assignment. I will have to
suck up to the teacher. Bugger it! I’ll
go straight to the principal. That’s a
1IC of ALF which must be way better than 2IC of LINT, what’s next up the ladder
there is no glass ceiling in this field.
The novelty events rolled on. The gym was full of sweaty Hashers in school
uniform (including the usual bloke-ettes) foreplaying games. Then all outside for a lap of the oval, butt for
the Billy Goat who jumped the fence and risked being processed by roaming
around the old abattoir.
The Sprint Heats and the gerbils were on in earnest.
Candida laeing us all with coloured neck bands, Roadrunner displaying his handicap
being a lack of handicapping skills. The first few to finish in each heat were
through to the final. SS had just had a
caffeinated milkshake and dashed for the line Dumb and Dumb were neck and neck
but SOS flew home late to beat all but the wily old silver fox.
Heavy was on security at the gate watching through
binoculars so he would not miss anything to screw. The Bill came and went while
Normal waited outside the Principal’s office while more of the genial genital games
went on in the Gym again. Heads up arses
in the tunnel ball and the naked twister mat game was a blast. Rear Entry, the
rabid rabbit was again running rampant and even raised a legitimate sweat, his
first at hash!
SS gets to hold a trophy for his sprint victory until
his positive swab comes back. Roadrunner
was a rock of support for his darling Candida. The Party pies were scalding hot
as they should be, tempered by tommy’s horse.
Formalities ensued; Welcomes back to Wilson, one of
Spartacus’ old Volley Ball mates, Mounty and Pus Bucket had also returned.
Approaching significance in the book were Mounty’s
997 and Rowdy’s 998 (not counting the Balls Up runs) close enough for a drink anyway. Plucka
ZZ. Melbourne Cup Sweep results were
announced and prizes prised out of the coiffeurs. Much went straight into SS’s MoFovember collection,
a hat full of hope for Men’s Health.
Pink bits Floyd
educationalist ditty theme song for Heavy’s nightly screw; (edited for legal
reasons and taste?)
I think I need some medication
I think I need some taut control
I’ve got some flexion in my manhole
Hey Candida… try not to bare your soul
All in all there’s just a…nother prick in your hall
Sergeant Spencer Hocking tip toed through charges
to not upset Normal, all in all he was in the hall. Pouring
part charges into our pert host Candida was a favoured past-time. Roadrunner
for rooting the teacher. Heavy volunteered a new clog to chug from before it got
tinea taint. And there were many more including one for the on-her-knees grog master, FM
All in all it’s just a nother good night for us all!
Full of fun and frivolity and just a wee
bit different. On After well attended at Top Eureka.
Next Week’s Run: Morrisons, Dollys Creek Road Hare; Half A Bar and Bar
Liquor Theme; Golden Fleece & Remembrance
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