Run No. 1056
When 29 November 2002
Where Lorong Sesuai, near the violent boxer boys training area.
Hares Machine, Stiffy, Not Tonight…was there more?
Occasion Real St. Andrews Day Run
LooseChange was bisexual in the circle tonight….wait a minute, is that the right word for when GrandMattress does both GM jobs? Anyway, LC called in the D&D committee to thank them for the effort for this years formal event. It was a very good evening even without much ado. Can’t remember who won the train ticket, can you?
As per plan, virgins, visitors, guests etc. were all called in, as usual, I lost the piece of paper LC so carefully recorded these important details on, as usual, I’ll blame my dog!
HW: Machine was on in with 3 rolls of bog paper in hand, was this a hint for the
on-on to come? No, it was what remained of the 40 rolls or so that accumulated
since G-string moved in to Machine’s villa and refused to use the old canoe
tickets he normally purchased for her tender back-side, then she refused to use
the new, softer tissue, then she refused to use the newer and even newer
softersofter tissue! Soon, the Machine knew the answer; let her buy her own TP,
and volunteer to co-hair the next available run and use that paper up! I’ve
always wondered why the dove is the international peace symbol and I’ve always
thought that hash paper should be. It’s biodegradable, a dove isn’t, and it
doesn’t have that dangerous beak! Have you ever accidentally walked up to a dove
hiding in the shiggy? It scares the crap out of ya when it takes off while the
hash paper leads you to safety….and Jason’s beer wagon. Down down to G-String.
MW: NoProblem kept Machine in the ring and it was for good reason, biz-yak on the hash. Seems the price of condoms or was that condos was an issue for much of the run which stressed NoProblem out, he came hashing to leave all that crap behind at the office and now he’s worried that he’s missing out on some soft market wind fall! Machine, if you're ever selling your condo, and some people come by to see it, and a big rat comes out and he's dragging the rat trap because it didn't quite kill him, just tell the people he's your pet and that's a trick you taught him. D2 to Machine.
MMW: Oops, he was a mystery to me, I think he’s a new member so he could have been any 1 of about 15 people…not a gal though, I’m sure even I would have noticed that…Bob, Simon or Roger I think. He had the hares on in for breaking all their checks before the 2nd runner could reach it. Then Hooray for impersonating a science teacher demonstrating the slide coefficient of the shiggy to various hashers as he rode his backside down a few wet parts. Then it was poor Squire called in with much cussing and foul vernacular. MMW was really just griping about some property agent that stood him up all week…hmm! This hash is beginning to sound like the Monday hash…all talk of property and things material, and deals going well or not so but I’m not one to be hypercritical, and I don't think God put me on this planet to judge others. In fact, I think He put me on this planet to gather specimens and take them back to my home planet...Squire suffered through a down down and MMW slipped quietly into the masses.
MMMW: CCC had some important news to share with us. From the ST; It seems they are growing them shorter and smoother here in Singapore compared to Japan. He then went on to demonstrate, with live specimens, the difference between a Japanese and a Singapore cucumber…What were you expecting? Bushy somehow ended up with a down-down, and I think Coochie let her keep one of the cukes for a souvenir.
AOB1: We all know Indy’s finally leaving us for her new squeeze and we have all heard Indy talk about her new found sensuality. In fact, she had brought stacks of porn literature she read up on and was earlier offering them to the pack so the new guy wouldn’t find the porn. But you know I don't think Indy would know sensuality if it bit her on the ass. Or would she? Our most abused hasher had a few other things to give away aside from her book collection that night. She figured Bagless would make a good Aussie with her favourite hat, she had a Thai phrase book for WhiteChinaman since he’s been spotted up there a bunch of late, some stirrups for NoGood to make CCC go faster, and then a t-shirt with a map of Singapore for Boo since he never follows directions. Then last, but not least, she reluctantly gave the AlphaBitch t-shirt to an undeserving (cause she’s sooo nice) LooseChange. Down downs were also offered to all.
Then, before AOB could continue, LooseChange had a bunch of stuff to give right back to Indy. Heck, it was beginning to look a lot like x-mas. Or make that xxx-mas. Sailors would have blushed witnessing the rest of the gift-giving. Santa may just give you naughty little gals a miss this year!
AOB2: BA had Humpty Dumpty on in, I hear he tried to air condition the ulu and BA was witness to hardware HD installed out on the trail. Me, I only notice the cornucopia of birds out there on the trail, and I started thinking about earlier that morning at home. It seemed to me that, somehow, that blue jay was trying to communicate with me. I could see him fly into the house across the way, pick up the telephone, and dial. My phone would ring, and it would be him, but it was just this squawking and cheeping. "What! What?!" I would yell back, but he never did speak English, the bastard. So I called the police about him. Now when I’m being chased by police, I like to throw a banana peel on the ground. That way, when one cop slips on it and falls, the others will be laughing too hard to keep chasing me. It didn't work this time, but I'll try again when I get out of this place.
FAOB: LC had a goldi-locks scenario going, G-String handed me another beer which distracted me momentarily and I sorta lost track of what happened next but Kamikazee said something about Stffiy’s birthday being tomorrow.
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