Run # 1997; COVID Run # 21; Hare – Plucka from Krooze In Café, Mt Helen
The weather Gods were kinder this week with sunshine greeting the Saturday Hashers (good work R.A.). This week’s trail set off from the Krooze In Café and followed a 5.5km trail around the back of Federation University. Whilst the weather was sunny the Spring winds gathered (what was the Beaufort scale this week Bent?) and by Sunday afternoon the rain was back with us. Those who supported the Krooke In café by purchasing a drink at the end of the run were treated with a free Mars bar to replenish their spent energy - cheers Plucka!.
Zoom circle # 23 – Present were: Spencer, Fop, Half a Bar, Bar Licker, S.S., Campaspee, Nutcracker, NBCL, Bent, BP, Donuts, DnC, Lois, Pauline, Bitch Face, Mountie, Rowdy, Fascinator, Plucka, Quick Dick, Head Hunter, Normal, Mrs D, Num, Dumb, Dim Wit, Fang, Trench (who was too embarrassed to appear on cam) and Masterbait
We all know that two Nuts are better than one (Silic??) and that’s what the early Zoom participants witnessed as Nutcracker was having technology issues (see pic). Once she’d sorted her tech out the usual banter ensued; the highlight of which was DnC revealing that “Spencer Hocking had tried to get in her back door!” (Rear Entry??).
DnC also ran through the weekend's participants and asked who “DFO” was? Mountie reminded her that DFO was her sister Maree “Dumb Fucken O’Halloran.” Bitch Face suggested that Mountie be re-christened “Very Fucken Dumb O’Halloran”; Mountie’s response… “At least we won’t have to re-christen you; Bitch Face”
Reverence was then called for and the floor passed to S.S. who had the solemn task of informing us all that, at about 5pm Sunday night, Glider had lost his 14 year battle with cancer. Fortunately, he had been relatively pain-free through the last few weeks and his sister and daughter were able to spend the last few hours with him. Glider had remained very philosophical thought his cancer battle and his weekly drive to Ballarat had helped normalise his world. Ballarat Hash was a large part of Glider’s world and Glider was definitely a large part of Ballarat Hash. He has left an indelible imprint in all our hearts and will be fondly remembered and sorely missed.
Our love and support go out to Exit and the family; whilst the laws of the land are keeping us apart we are there with you in spirit. When the time is right we will all gather and celebrate that wonderful character that we called Glider.
A drink was had by all and the tears that we had shed were blotted with tissues, then Donuts announced this week's Sniffycunt runs: DnC 200, Num 616, Campaspee 40
Bent then dove into screwing Plucka (something that he’s been wanting to do for years). The screw began with a picture of a prostrate Just Cum, then a picture of the Hash names on the ground. This was followed by pictures of trees and houses and paths and rubbish and ….. it was almost a slideshow of your Grandfather’s holidays. I somewhat lost track of all the pictures, but I have compiled them into an animation for you all to make up your own version of events.
Finally, we came to the score; Plucka is a vegetarian, vegetarians like carrots, carats are a measure of gold, this run was golden, it scored “18 carats” ...shitty trail
Sergeant Quick Dick then fired off some charges:
Spencer Hocking - for bowing to peer pressure and getting his haircut
Bent Nose – for wearing shorts taken from the George Pell fashion collection
Bitch Face – For her impersonation of Brains from Thunderbirds (see pic)
Charges from the floor included:
Bitch Face charged Fascinator for selling her tenants a house and now they’re breaking her lease (RA fucked up again)
Mrs D charged Plucka as certain parts of the trail were reminiscent of Pebbles’ trail – Plucka rebounded and asked if her “eyes were painted on”
Rowdy expressed disdain at the use of orange paint
DnC charged DimWit as they thought they were following Fang (it was just a random couple walking a dog)
On trail Dumb saw NBCL with mud on his knees and Nut Cracker with mud on her arse; obviously NBCL had been living up to his name
Dim Wit told 2 jokes “What’s the boss of Ole McDonalds Farm called? … CIEIO” and “what do you call a fake turd? A Sham-Poo”
Plucker then showed off her rabbits. Head Hunter thought they’d make a great stew, or a warm winter hat, or both.
Finally, best wishes to Fang who is set to begin his treatment this week. Good luck mate, we’re all rooting for you.
Next Week’s run –DnC from the Bunch of Grapes – trail is already set
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