Singapore Hash House Harriets

The ‘Hey Noah, I Want You To Build Me an Ark ’ Run

Fort Canning Park Pool

Armless & Indecent Exposure

The Run

Several things in life are certain – taxes, death, Singaporean drivers not indicating, and 4 hours of torrential rain the afternoon that Indecent Exposure and Armless decide to set a run. Well we remember their last attempt at Kent Ridge, where they even had a fallen tree to block the road to the Car Park.

The Police Post set up in the Car Park for the F1 was a nice touch, no need to lock up the car tonight. However, driving out at the end of the night after availing ourselves of the beer wagon in full view of the boys in blue may have been tempting fate, so a quick decision was made to relocate to the car park around the back.

After setting the run 3 times, the Hares were in need of liquid refreshment, but managed to whisper to me where the run went, just in case trail was washed out. So down River Valley Rd went, trail clearly marked. Right into Killiney Rd, around some back streets, trail still good. An overhead bridge had us scratching around a bit looking for trail, but eventually we were back on.

So far the trail was clearly marked; in fact it was as clear as the black G -string that our Virgin girl was wearing. Seems she was having a little trouble maintaining a modest vertical waist level of her running tights. This did not seem to worry the line of eager males running behind her with their tongues hanging out. In Shaggy Dick 2’s case, there may have been something else hanging out.

Anyway, with the trail well marked so far, and Anna’s black G-String well exposed, it was down to Penang Rd. A very clear arrow pointed along Penang, but after 10 minutes searching all 420 degrees of the compass, alas not another marking could be found. Unfortunately that was as far as the Hares had given me directions – they passed out after they muttered Penang Rd.It was decided to head back up into Fort Canning Park, where some of picked up the trail. Shoe Shopper was in such a hurry to visit the ladies, she failed to see the 4 arrows on the wall of the building housing the toilet: – pointing in the opposite direction to where she wanted to go.

Some of the Pack on trail in the Park forgot that if they followed it all the way, they would end up at the original Car Park, with the Police Post, that we had abandoned. Some of us were more keen for a drink and headed directly to where the Beer Wagon was. And besides, we were following Anna and her black G – String.

Back in about an hour, good work out. Well done Hares, under the conditions, a fine run! Not as good as the run 6 weeks ago, but nice try!

The Circle:

So, what did we think of that for a run? Too dry, not enough police. Too many G – Strings. Not enough Machines?

Tell us about your On On: On site, Indian, $5.00.

Next week’s run: Can Not Kan, Punggol Way.

Visitors: Cherry Picker, Heath, Ed, Jane & Tarzan. Possibly a few others I missed.

Virgins: Anna. ‘Will you come again?’ asks the GM. ‘Yes, but in a different pair of running tights’ was the reply. ‘No, no,’ was the call from the males.

Returnees: no Boomerangs today.

Lipstick: No Lippy today, and let’s face it, what male in his right mind was going to run past Anna.

Tits: Nope, not a tit in sight.. Oh, wait, Mr. Potato Head has just gone to find some, I think he headed towards Orchard Towers. Ah, here is, back with a fine set. And who better to receive them than our Hare, Armless, for a guided tour of the Car Parks of Fort Canning. Singapore Tourism is interested in adding this as a sign posted tour in their brochures. Duck Tours have also put in an offer. And you even end the tour with a beer and makan. Good stuff Armless.

Dick: Ayam Zinking still has the Dick. Rumours are starting. But no, wait again. Ed, the visitor, has entered the Circle. All of a sudden, there is a commotion, as Ed comes in and pulls out the Dick from his bum. My goodness, so that’s what Ayam Zinking did with it. Ed says ‘For going to the other place.’ I am not sure who he said this to or what he meant by it, but coming from a man who pulls a Dick out of his bum, do we really want to know?

Awards – Not tonight.

AOB

· Fat Crashing Bastard said he would like Stiffy. (mmm, speaking of rumours) Then he said he would also like Cherry Picker. (More rumours). And he would also like Shaggy Dick 2. (Ok, enough said.) He then redeems himself by saying he would also like Anna the virgin. (join the queue mate) He then gets the boys to show how they were all lined up single file on the run as they followed Anna. A very cheeky charge.

· Hooray, who now has not been a Hare for 173 runs, which is approaching the SE Asia record, takes the piss out of Singaporn and Wet Thong. Seems they were in need of some desperate urination relief in the Park, but where to go lah, quick, quick. ‘Just here,’ says one of the gals, and she finds an appropriate place. ‘No, I am going this way,’ says the other, and off she runs. After doing a complete circuit of Fort Canning, she eventually ends up back at the appropriate place her fellow Harriet found 10 minutes ago. ‘They ought to be publicly pissed on…’

· Shaggy Dick 2, who had to clean his spectacles every 3 minutes on the run as they fogged up while running behind Anna, calls in Loose Change and Fat Crashing Bastard. A conversation (again) between these 2 involved LC telling FCB to go away and play with his stimulator simulator. It seems he doesn’t even have his own simulator, he has to borrow one. Speaking of Simulators, I want to know what Too Easy thinks about this.

· Stiffy, fighting off a frontal assault from Wet Pet, manages to tell us that she does not know what is happening in Singapore this week end. Umm, Wet Pet, perhaps just go and invest in a set of ear plugs. Also, Jack Off was rather bewildered by some names arriving in town that were mentioned. ‘Are they actors or singers?’Oh, fuck off, no time to seek the truth, and the day the truth stands in the way of this run report, that will be the day I die. ‘Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue, pretty, pretty Peggy Sue..

· Cherry Picker, starts with B mm

· Cock Radio, busy scribing, was approached by a very worried Committee Member who noticed a police car arriving in the Car Park. ‘Cock Radio, Cock Radio, police, police, tell everyone be quiet, no noise, no swearing, police come, quickly.’ On arising from my scribe seat to inform the GM, I watch the approaching headlights turn into a nearby car space and Police Constable Armless get out of his Patrol Car that he had just retrieved from the original run site Car Park. Give the vigilant one a note.

· Suzee Wong is after breast donations. So are Shaggy Dick 2 and myself. Serious though, if you can donate something for a raffle that will make money for the Breast Cancer Awareness Fund Run, see Suzee Wong. I have come up with some ideas.

- Anna could donate her Black G- String to the highest bidder..

- Shaggy Dick 2 could donate the money someone offers to wash his dirty running clothes that have been in his bag for 3 days.

- Stiffy could get people to sponsor him not to speak one word while the Circle is on.

- Wet N Wild could be sponsored not to talk while on the run.

- Hooray could be sponsored to set a run in the next 2 and a half years.

- Singaporn could find a sponsor willing to pay her if she actually runs directly through some shiggy and doesn’t pussy foot around.

- Boo- sponsored if he refrains from saying ‘Speak English’ for 1 year, 10 weeks, 2 weeks, 1 night.

- Twin Towers sponsored for a skimpy T Shirt award every night for the next 12 36 months.

- More ideas to CR and will be published next week.

· Fat Crashing Bastard gets scientific and explains to Jack Off where shooting stars come from. It is an impressive explanation, way beyond the expected capabilities of FCB. It certainly lost your scribe, as would definitely have been expected. However, the gist of it was; – Jack Off, shooting stars DO NOT come from Planet Ribena.

On on to On site Indian.

Scribed by Cock Radio.

The ‘Female is Always Right, So Shut Up Jim,’ Run

Bukit Browne Cemetery

Ad Nauseum & Ugly Bum

The Run

Thank heavens the Hares had studied their calendar and not planned this run 1 week ago at the end of Hungry Ghosts. Oh my Buddha, in this setting, it could have been even scarier than just having Ugly Bum and Ad Nauseum setting a run together.

This is a great running area, will it be a great run??? Bloody oath it will be. These 2 hares are tops. Speaking of tops, Ugly Bum was resplendent in her florally wide brim sun hat. And the Hares did not let us down. Great checks kept the FRB’s at the front, back and middle, the BRB’s were kept at the front, back and middle, and the MRB’s also had their turn at front, back and middle.

This led to a most amazing range of women taking a turn at the front of the pack – Not Tonight, Shoe Shopper, Suzee Wong, Wet Thong, Kamala, Cookie Monster, Too Easy, Zipp, Big Head, Mother Tongue, Posh Nash and Mrs. Potato Pussy were some of the women seen leading the way at some stage! Surely this was a sign of cunning checks.

The Hares took us through some great trails, and a great little patch of water at one stage. They managed to keep us pretty much within the confines of the Cemetery area, tricking us 2 times with false trails heading out towards Lornie Rd and then Mt. Pleasant Rd. A stretch along a canal/drain at the back of houses allowed for some dog patting and admiring how some people live. It also ensured everyone went home with wet and muddy shoes.

The run finished with a bit of jungle followed by a nice track that brought us back to the side of the car park where the Beer Wagon awaited.

The only down side to the night was seeing where developers had freshly knocked a patch of jungle down somewhere near the Disabled Riding School. But we don’t hold the Hares responsible for that.

Well done Hares, a fine run! Not as good as the run 5 weeks ago, but nice try!

The Circle:

So, what did we think of that for a run? A bit dead, haunting. A grave situation. BTW, it is noted that the Hares were very respectful, as their trail involved minimal use of the grave areas. Well done. A very good run.

Tell us about your On On: Red Lantern.

Next week’s run: Armless and Indecent Exposure, Fort Canning.

Visitors: Singaporn – ‘Damm it.’

Finally produces her list.- Cookie Monster, Shiggy Piggy, Nancy, Jiggy Jig, Bob a Job Boy, Knobby Boy Scout, Bagless. Possibly a few others I missed.

Virgins: 2- Jane and Andy. ‘Are you married?’ asked the GM. ‘Yes, but not to each other.’ Mmm, ok, no further questions on that one.

Returnees: no Boomerangs today.

Lipstick: Mr Potato Head Mrs. Pussy Head, to some very vocal calls of ‘Join the f*#king Men’s Hash,’ from SD2, he had no backing out of this. Bob a Job also joined him.

Tits: ‘Shameless. Shameless, shameless’ was the call of protest from CR. Always having a lady in front was totally, totally disregarded by Mrs. Pussy Head, in what can only be described as a totally unacceptable and shameless piece of running. So, if you are going to run in front, you need Tits. (Follow on line to the last sentence censored, this is a family read, but it involved another part of the female anatomy – Ed!)

Dick: Ayam Zinking still has the Dick at home, perfecting his stretching actions presumably. Could be rather stretched by now.

Awards – 1050 Runs (and walks)- Sybil. Fantastic effort, you trooper!

250 Runs (and hobbles) – Slowcum. Well done!

50 Runs (and puddle hopping) Singaporn. ‘Off off off,’ is the call, and she does! And then gets helplessly tangled up trying to put her new top on. After several attempts which resulted in her arms being tangled above her head, Singaporn retreated to the shadows to preserve her modesty. Don’t worry Singaporn; by the time you get to 1050 Runs, you will have it mastered!

AOB

· Sneaky Comer is disappointed with the lack of f*#k me shoes being worn in the Circle of late. But his hopes were up today when he saw a Committee Member turn up from work in some very high heels before the run. But did she wear them to the Circle?? No! Get in here Big Head, what’s the story?

· Not Tonight calls in Sticky, which she self corrects to Stiffy, who has been paying no attention at all, and gives him a 3 question test to see if he has been listening. Questions 1 and 2 correct, question 3 – ‘Where is next week’s run?’ Umm, no idea. Got him.

· Sybil was pleased with Stiffy keeping to the rules of ‘Lady in front at all times.’ So when Sybil was the front lady, he kindly lent a helping hand, on her bum, to help her up a hill. But she questioned him, why didn’t he do the same for Quickie when she was in the lead? ‘Because her bum isn’t as sexy as yours.’ was his reply. Stiffy then tried to explain the context of this to Boo, to no avail!

· Speaking of bums, Ugly Bum follows up about males not paying attention. She had spent all day meticulously organizing the run, with Ad Nauseum continuously asking her ‘have you done this, have you done that, don’t forget to …’ and so on and so on. ‘Check’ was Ugly Bum’s confirmation on all items. Well done Ugly Bum. But Ad Nauseum, what happened to your check list? Thanks Father Anus for supplying him with some shoes, and thanks Shiggy Piggy for lending him a pair of shorts. Check!

· Wet Brazilian was running behind a male who straddled a sapling tree which bent and bent and bent as it caught between his legs. Eventually the sapling was released from the grips of the males crotch, resulting in a major swing back right into Wet Brazilian’s face. And not even an apology from Bagless 2, or his crotch. Ha ha, nice one!

· The GM gets all the ½ marathoners in. Well done everyone. Now, all those who ran it under 2 hours, stay in. There was no one left.

· Mother Tongue congratulated Ugly Bum on the beautiful sun hat she wore setting the run. ‘Where did you get that hat… ?’

· Fat Crashing Bastard reckons that this is a big car park, optimum safety for drivers parking. However, Mother Tongue did her best to turn it into a smash up derby by attempting to squeeze in behind the beer wagon while it was reversing to park.

· Wet Thong reminds us about all the flat chested girls we sing about, but tonight she noticed one female eating some of the yummy organic dipped supplied by Ugly Bum. She dribbled some of her cracker at one stage, but it failed to reach the ground. It landed on her right boob instead. Well done Jane, our virgin with the not so flat chest.

· Speaking of boobs, Suzee Wong advertises the ‘Feel the Boobies,’ Run on Oct 27.

· Hand Bag, looking like executive material, advertises the Lion City D&D on Nov 27

· Wet Patch wonders just how the 2 Hares got on with each other during the run. At one stage, there were 2 sets of arrows perpendicular to each other – so who went into the jungle and who went along the path? Ugly Bum can’ remember this point, but states categorically that it was HIS fault.

· GM has a naughty little school girl to deal with. Deep Throat, who has been chatting during the Circle, was told to be quiet by the GM. So Deep Throat stopped. As soon as the GM turned her back, what did Deep Throat start doing? Yep, chatting again. She ought to be spanked.

On on to the Red Lantern.

Scribed by Cock Radio.

The ‘Bob a Job’Run

Kent Ridge Park

Knobby Boy Scout

The Run

With the scheduled Hares struck down with Dengue Fever, and the rest of the members recovering from Ribena Poisoning, just who would step in to set the Run? Like a good Boy Scout doing a good deed, Knobby Boy Scout put his hand up. He gave a 5 minute description of what the run entailed, then allowed time to go back to cars to get emergency taxi money. Gypsy was more concerned if there would be a drink stop. Apparently Knobby also gave instructions about the start of the run being on chalk and flour, the ending on paper.

Big Head set us off, straight to a T Check. Bring back the old GM. Down the steps and into the back streets. A Circle saw runners go left, right, backwards. I went straight and found paper at the canal. On back was called but I had found trail. So I will just wait at the canal until the rest of the pack arrives. And I waited. And waited. No Pack, not even a sound. However, Boo eventually came along, and so I knew I was in big trouble. What did Knobby Boy Scout say about paper being used for the 2^nd half of the run??

Maybe I would run into the Pack head first if I followed paper. Seemed a good theory until I found chalk arrows pointing the same way I was going. Anyway, along Pasir Panjang Rd, bumped into Coo Chi Coo, who was not even on the run, back up to Hor Park for short/long split.

The short run took the long ascending zig zag path back to the top of Kent Ridge. The long went right through Alexandra Park, South Buona Vista and a nice climb up Vigilante Rd. Long Run about 10 and ½ kms, a nice hit out for the ½ Marathon on Sunday.

Anyway, for those that stayed on flour and chalk in the first half, there was pretty much a figure 8 circuit that took in Pepys Rd.

Well done Hare, a fine run! Not as good as the run 4 weeks ago, but nice try!

The Circle: The stand in GM, Big Head, calls the Circle to order but is hustled out by 2 alternative wanna be GM’s , one resplendent with a Dame Edna Silver Rinse, along with fox skin stole, and the other with a Julia Gillard Red Head style complete with red boa. Even changing their names for the occasion to help out Shoe Shopper, who had to make an emergency hospital dash with her son, Pussy Radio and Shaggy Pussy 2 offered to help out for the night. While Shaggy Pussy 2 noted that the 2 of them actually did not possess a physical pussy between them, in order to qualify for Harriet status, Pussy Radio did state that they had been called ‘a pair of c#*ts’ on a few occasions.

And so the Circle continued with Shaggy Pussy 2 and Pussy Radio, until finally their high pitched voices gave way, requiring emergency lubrication, and they handed back to Big Head.

So, what did we think of that for a run? Too much shiggy, not enough tarmac. Was that the ½ Marathon? Where was the Sheares Bridge? Good run, especially at short notice. Well done Knobby, and thanks.

Tell us about your On On: North Indian Food down the road a bit. ‘Great food,’ says Open To The Floor, ‘I’ve eaten there the last 2 nights.’

Next week’s run: Ad Naseum and Ugly Bum, stay tuned. Bukit Brown Cemetery off Sime Road

Visitors: Jiggy Jig, Ayam Zinking, Sophie and possibly a few other misfits I missed.

Virgins: nope.

Returnees: Quicksand. (Is she a member of the Ayam Zinking family??)

Lipstick: Lipstick is missing.

Tits: In her absence, Shoe Shopper has given her Tits to Wet Patch to hold onto. There was talk of a pulled muscle man- just how do you pull a muscle while driving to the Hash? There was talk of the person who sat on a chair in the middle of the field and watched the Pack run past. And there was talk of Fat Crashing Bastard, a man never short of a word, running out of words for ‘slippery.’

Then of course there was Cock Radio, dressed like he could do with a pair of Tits, who didn’t listen to the Hares instructions, found paper early on, and despite being told, allegedly, only to follow chalk and flour early on, followed the paper and thus missed 1 loop of the run. Take the Tits.

Ah, some Lipstick has been found. In you come Maggot, and don’t do it again.

Dick: Ayam Zinking still has the Dick at home, perfecting his stretching actions presumably.

Awards – nil

AOB

· Not Tonight, on seeing Shaggy Pussy, is reminded of a Shaggy Dog story. Sophie was on the way home from the Dog Hash when she realized she was missing something. Yep, her dog. She had left it back at the run site. Doing a quick U turn, back she went to find it still chained next to the drink table, waiting faithfully for it’s mistress to return.

A Hash Naming has presented itself with this one, and so Sophie will now be known as Lost Bitch.

· Shaggy Pussy 2 heard someone calling ‘Need a woman,’ at a Check. This is quite normal on the Hash, except it was Jack Off doing the calling. Give the sexually confused one a note.

· Stiffy discovered that Father Anus has expanded his building business into landscaping. He became very agitated when he saw Suzee Wong and Loose Change short cutting up the grass and gardens instead of taking the zig zag path.

· Handbag told how Indecent Exposure lived up to her name. After showering, she discovered she had forgotten her bra. But wait a minute, here it is she exclaims after foraging in her bag. And out of her bag she pulls ….. A hand phone cover!

· Slowcum had a conversation with Loose Change who was trying to think of a crumbly cheese dessert beginning with ‘T.’ Slowcum was confused as to what it could be, until Loose Change discovered her dessert actually started with ‘R’, not T.

· Cock Radio just saw Knobby Boy Scout worried about an approaching car wanting to drive through the Circle. Umm, Knobby, we are at the end of a dead end street.

· Mother Tongue has a charge involving Knobby Boy Scout, virgin and change. And that’s as far as I could get with that one.

· Shaggy Pussy 2 gives Stiffy a lesson on how to be a married man. When you are standing one side of the Circle chatting up a married woman and your wife is the other side looking at you and calling ‘Stiffy,’ that is a signal to stop talking immediately, leave her alone and get over to me this instant. One word means so much Stiffy.

· Lion City D & D , Nov 27, Tanglin Club, ‘A Night in Shanghai.’

· Breast Cancer Awareness Run is coming up, stay tuned.

· Mother Tongue brings all the men, I think for not taking Breasts seriously. Anyway, have a drink.

On on to North Indian Curry.

Scribed by Cock Radio.

The ‘Ten Years of Hashing (and Ribena)’ Run

End of Yishun Ave 1

Father Anus and Lethal Weapon

The Run

Under threatening skies, and a threatening bloody big truck that was attempting to U turn right where the GM had parked her car, runners set off across the dam wall. ‘No, I don’t think so, I’m not falling for that trick again.’ And sure enough, a T check brought runners back and in along the water’s edge, with not even a barb wire fence getting in the way. Into the scrub and there’s the usual villains waiting for us, Hooray and Boo. Big Head also followed Boo on his short cut – can a naughty lady receive the lipstick??

Confusion at the first Circle – 5 of us found trail straight on, and On On we went, but the rest of the pack decided to turn back and follow Maggot, who had unknowingly found the Home Trail. Anyway, the smug look on the face of the five some soon soured as they struck a double whammy – 2 T checks, and so they had to make a dishonorable retreat. However, by this time, the majority of the Pack, following Maggot on the Home Trail, realized they would be back at the Beer Wagon by 6.07, which was totally unacceptable because it meant they had missed the promised drink stop. So they also turned and made a dishonorable retreat. This led to a dishonorable collision between both sides.

The run continued to meander it’s way along in an anti clock wise direction, treating us to some lovely little natural water and beach views off to the right.

Finally a trail in through the grass to the right had us scampering up a rather steep and slippery embankment. It was then followed by an equally steep and treacherous descent to a nice little single lane path running parallel to the embankment. Fat Crashing Bastard took a fine crash into the rough, but luckily had his wife on hand to console him, while Stiffy, who decided the descent down the embankment was too treacherous for his delicate body and stayed on the top track, kept bobbing up with a big grin like a garden gnome. Jiggy Jig, who had attempted the descent down the embankment, but saw death looming, froze after 4 steps, then tried to pass himself off as a tree so we couldn’t see him. Only thing was he tried to pass off as a Boab Tree.

Another trail off to the right took us way out on a thin peninsula with water to the right and mangrove swamp to the left. ‘I don’t like the look of this,’ muttered Ad Naseum, smelling a rat. Sure enough, it was a massive T check that had taken no less than 32 pieces of paper to set. All the way back to find Ugly Bum very concerned about her Ad Naseum. I informed her that I last saw him sniffing a rat.

After a bit more gravel running, a very welcome site was spotted at the bottom of a hill only 100 metres from home – Lethal Weapon serving ice cold Ribena and something – at the drink stop. (Another welcome site later on was put to an end by Ad Naseum. A few of the males had noticed that Lethal Weapon was experiencing difficulties in serving out the drinks at a rapid rate and keeping her shorts up at the same time. They had consequently strategically positioned themselves behind Lethal, where they were able to fully take advantage of this crack in Lethal Weapons defence system. Ad Naseum, ever the gentleman, took action to preserve Lethal Weapons modesty. )

Well done Hares, a fine run! Not as good as the run 3 weeks ago, but nice try!

The Circle: The GM called the Hares in and the circle was asked for it’s opinion. ‘Bloody good Ribena,’ was the unanimous call, with no one seeming to remember too much about the run by this stage. Bloody Good Ribena Run it is then. Can’t wait for the ‘20 years of Hashing Run,’ should be fun.

Tell us about your On On: Was going to be the Japanese Pizza that Lethal Weapon spent 10 minutes describing to us before the run and 6 people had put up their hand for. However the Japanese couldn’t deliver, so it was Canadian Pizza, free. Immediately 25 hands went up. Anymore Ribena?

Next week’s run: Bullet Head and BDM are scheduled but haven’t been sighted for a while. Slight problem. (Turns out they have been out of action with dengue fever. Knobby Boy Scout has kindly stepped in to fill their shoes.)

Visitors: Ayam Zinking,Shiggy Piggy, Herr Zipp,Wee Willy,Foreplayer, Phony Dick, Lily, Krit,Grace and possibly a few other misfits I missed.

Virgins: Alice comes in, claiming to be a Virgin, but her T Shirt suggests otherwise. On the back of her sheet is printed ‘Services the Fleet.’ Not often a Virgin gets a Hash Naming, well done Alice, you will now always be known as ‘Services the Fleet.’ CR offers his flip flops thongs for her to kneel on and a very vocal Gypsy offers his shirt. Not sure why. Anyway, ‘Alice, Alice, who the f#*k is Alice….’

Returnees: nope

At this early stage, the Circle has become increasingly rowdy, with members showing the effects of Ribena Poisoning. Gypsy seems to have suffered a severe dosage. The GM attempts to regain control, using a good old tried and tested strategy – The Kath and Kim ‘Look at mie, look- at- mei.’ Which they all did for a brief moment and then went back to their talk, between sips of Ribena.

Lipstick: Herr Zipp is called in for the treatment. ‘But I wasn’t even on the Run, no.’ he protested. ‘Tough bickies,’ says the GM.

Tits: The Tits are back from Shanghai, Maggot having survived another trip. Maggot suggests that Fat Crashing Bastard, who took a sensational fall on trail, causing tremors that triggered the eruption of a dormant volcano 500kms away in Sumatra, had lived up to his ‘Crashing’ name. It was quickly pointed out that he lived up to the ‘Fat’ and ‘Bastard’ part of his name without even having to fall over.

Anyway, Maggot puts all this down to a Chinese thing called ‘Karma.’ This was quickly corrected by those not so severely affected by Ribena Poisoning to ‘Indian.’

Maggot continues, telling of his dilemma in receiving the Tits from FCB 2 weeks ago. Knowing he would be in Shanghai, he contacted the GM, who suggested that he get the Tits to her. ‘But how?’ he responded. Shoe Shopper, who just happens to teach Maggot’s 8 year old son, replied ‘Just put them in a plastic bag and send them along to school with young Kev,’ was the suggestion from the GM. Imagine the scenario as Shoe Shopper calls for her students to hand in their homework and Maggot’s 8 year old son presents a pair of Tits!

The GM gets the Tits. Presumably they will not be displayed on the Show and Tell Table.

Dick: Ayam Zinking, who received the Dick for a stretching problem, left it at home. Presumably he still requires it to practice his stretching technique with.

The proceedings are interrupted by Jack Off who has observed a shooting star. Wow! Everyone pauses their Ribena drinking for a moment to look at this spectacular sight.

Awards – nil

AOB

· Jack Off decided all the teachers needed a charge. Not sure why, maybe a homework charge or a fantasy school girl charge. Anyway, there are is the odd teacher or 2 on the Hash. Certainly odd anyway, some of them. Oh yeah, it was Teacher’s Day. No day off though for this dedicated bunch.

· Deep Throat gives a correction on Maggot’s Karma. In Mandarin, ‘Karma’ means ‘Look at your Mother.’ Then I guess ‘Bad Karma’ in Mandarin must mean ‘Look at your Mother In Law.’

· Deep Throat, who has her arm in a sling, is then asked by Ugly Bum, how she manages to perform certain daily functions.

· Jack Off spots another Shooting Star, which appears to be making a descent onto the nearby Seletar Runway.

The Circle has deteriorated to a seriously disruptive level, with symptoms of acute Ribena Poisoning now manifesting in all members who had been exposed to it. Which was probably everyone except for Maggot who is still on his Wowser Diet. So unAustralian.

The GM manages to rally the troops to some sort of order.

· Zipp overheard a conversation between the virgin, Services The Fleet, and Ayam Zinking. She told him that ‘In the Fleet, we say bye bye to anyone who says I am sinking!’

· Jack Off spots a third Shooting Star. This one appears to have taken off from Seletar Airbase.

· Ayam Zinking grabs the Virgin, Services the Fleet, and says something. However, Ribena Poisoning has affected my ability to hear clearly, as well as my ability to move my pen across the scribe pad in such a way as to leave anything legible.

The GM decides to pull the pin and call a halt to proceedings as the Pizza has arrived.

On on to Canadian Pizza. Pass me another Ribena, will you.

Well, this is another fine mess you’ve got us into Stanley!

Scribed by Cock Radio.

The ‘Just 500 Metres From Last Week’s Run Site’ Run .

Shoe Shopper and Wet Patch.

The Run

Mmm, that canal looks familiar. Across the bridge to the other side, only to strike a T Check. There’s Wet Pet standing by the bushes, back the opposite direction, so up to him I ran. But he just thought that was a good place to stand, Cunning Hare. Anyway, eventually into the bush for a Circle in a nice clearing. We spent a good 10 minutes looking forward to a trail that would come out near Dover MRT. But no, it was on back.

Eventually we crossed Clementi Rd, following the canal then crossing over a bridge for a well hidden T that we all missed. Back we go, and why cross the canal on a nice modern concrete bridge when you can cross it by an ancient, dilapidated, condemned, rickety old railway bridge full of holes that threatened to devour Hashers if they took one false step.

Along a drain off Sunset Way and then up onto the old railway track. A slippery, steep exit up an embankment led us back out onto Clementi Rd, which we crossed. A Circle Check then led to something I have never experienced before – Fat Crashing Bastard finding the trail and calling for a woman. Amazing.

It was then into a wooded area for some nice trails that brought us out to the big canal. Down the steps into the canal and left went the front runners. Boo said no way, it will be to the right. Comes Quietly wasn’t so sure and suggested trail could go left. However, our mind was made up when we watched Shaggy Dick 2 go around a large fallen tree in the canal and immediately bend over, thus indicating he was hiding because he had come to a T check. So off to the right we went, following Boo, back over Ulu Pandan Rd and headed for home. Well done Hares, a fine run! Not as good as the run 2 weeks ago, but nice try!

The Circle: The GM called the Hares in, to the reply of ‘You are in.’ Good Run was the verdict.

Tell us about your On On: BBQ back at our place said the Hares, free beer. Very good run then.

Next week’s run: End of Yishun Ave 1, by the dam wall, Father Anus.

Visitors: , Banana in Public, Stiff, Little Stiff, Dominic, Desperate House Wife, Jiggy Jig, Knee Trembler and possibly others. Why were they born so beautiful………

Virgins: Rick and Lali. How did you enjoy losing your virgin status on the run, asked the GM. A little awkward was the reply from Rick. This brought both Father Anus and FCB into the Circle to make appropriate comments.

Returnees: A pregnant Prick In Hand. As this will be her 3^rd baby since she left us, maybe her name is no longer appropriate, as it is clear the prick has been in other places beside the hand.

Lipstick: Cock Radio and Mr. Potato Head were deemed guilty.

Tits: The Tits have taken a trip to Shanghai with Maggot for the week.

Dick: Having narrowed down the run the Dick went missing on, and having a list of the members in attendance who were possible suspects, the guilty one comes forward. Stiff! He sheepishly says he will go and get it.

20 minutes later, during AOB, Stiff gave the Dick away. It is always wise to do some stretching after a run. However, it is not so wise to do a stretch that requires you to balance on one leg with the other leg up on a railing if you have poor balance. Ayam Zinking was observed falling over as he stretched. Help, Ayam Falling.

Subs are overdue so pay up before Wet Pet and Singaporn rip your bloody arms precious parts off.

Awards – nil

AOB

· Fat Crashing Bastard was indulged in some kwisine cwisine quisine cooking talk with Loose Change when he was corrected on the Belgian beer he was adding to hid dish was not beer, it was lager. Give the beer konisseur connisser expert a note.

· Stiffy wonders if Singaporn should be allowed to drive on Singapore roads as it seems she still thinks she is France. While running on the incorrect side of the path tonight, she had a head on collision and knocked an 8 year old off his scooter.

· Mr. Potato Head saw Tiger Lily not moving at her usual quick and reckless pace. Crossing the old rickety railway bridge, she was treading very wearily because she was scared of falling through and plummeting into the canal. Mr. Potato Head suggested that she was not that skinny. (Besides, her large boobs would have stopped her –CR)

· Wet Patch had an unusual experience at the back of the pack while sweeping. He discovered that a nature study class takes place each week. ‘Look at the new shoots on that fallen tree,’ ‘Listen, is that a yellow-billed finch?’ ‘Look at the lovely moss on that tree,’ and so on. Sign up for Slippery Bum’s Guided Nature Tours.

· Sex Change also saw something he had never seen before on the Hash – A Launching! Knee Trembler was having trouble getting up a slippery embankment. Seeing her predicament, Black Member seized her around the body and launched her into space. She landed at the top of the hill with knees trembling.

· Cock Radio needed the assistance of a Black Member launching at one stage. On going up the slippery embankment, I was unfortunate to have Plunger in front of me. Losing traction, he then plunged backward with his rear end dangerously close to my face. I needed Black Member to give him a launching into space too.

· Deep Throat observed Singaporn showering and changing discretely behind a car. Until the car drove off, exposing our modest French gal and almost giving us some real Singapore Porn!

· Handbag was at the Lion City D&D Committee Meeting last night, when the Chairperson suddenly called a halt to proceedings and dashed off to the bathroom. Result of a dodgy curry? No, Deep Throat had broken a fingernail. ( Lion City D&D, Nov 27^th, Tanglin Club. Stay tuned for further details –CR)

· Not Tonight welcomes back Zipp and Gypsy, noting that by the look of her hair, Zipp has become a Buddhist Monkess. No said someone, she is just imitating her husband.

· Ugly Bum and Ad Naseum, the late comers, are given a late charge.

On on to a fine BBQ, where we proceeded to eat and drink Shopper and Wet Parch out of home. Handbag was even seen seen tucking into a bowl of cornflakes and Chang Beer. Is my steak ready yet Wet Patch?

Scribed by Cock Radio.

The ‘Slimey Birthday Gals’ Run

Loose Change, Suzee Wong, consulted by Virginia Slim.

Corner Ulu Pandan Rd and Clementi Rd

The Run

Suzee Wong’s bum was attracting considerable attention as runners gathered in the car park behind the Seafood Restaurant. Was that a muddy skid mark from setting trail or the after effects of last nights curry?

Across Ulu Pandan and into the jungle by the canal. Our virgin girl almost stopped dead in her tracks at the first sighting of shiggy. Ah, my chance to overtake. Single file, over logs, under logs, it was a hard slippery slog up the muddy hill through the jungle. ‘Slip sliding away, slip sliding away…. Are we anywhere nearer our destination….,’ – namely the drink stop of course! Running behind Slack Arse was interesting, he was barely bending to go under logs that I was stepping over.

After lots more slip sliding aways, we reached that little familiar hut settlement in the middle of the jungle where a hard to break Circle was placed. Eventually on straight was called and into more jungle.

Twin Towers, in front of me, called out something indecipherable, I couldn’t understand a bloody word of it. I then hit the ground with a decent thud that registered 2.4 on the Richter Scale after encountering a rogue vine that pulled the legs from under me. Twin Towers, feeling the ground move for her, came back to see if I was ok. ‘You stupid bastard Cock Radio, I called out “Trip” to warn you and you still fall over. Why don’t you listen, you dumb Aussie bastard?’ Thanks Twin Towers, I will enroll in Mother Tongue’s Speak Better English class next week.

Down the steep muddy embankment to the old railway line. Slack Arse and others stayed on paper which followed the ropes down to safety. I was still slightly dazed from my earth moving fall and floundered my way around, sliding and slipping my way down and cursing ‘ I know there is a bloody rope around here somewhere, why didn’t the Hares make use of it?’ Slack Arse, 15 meters further over and abseiling down the rope safely, made some smart arse remark.

The old railway track was wet and muddy, but was nothing compared to the exit point. Wet Thong looked for an alternative exit, but as there was not one, I guess she just ended up with a wet thong.

Across the Malay Railway line and into the jungle the other side onto the newly made bitumen road where the jungle used to be . Say no more. Up to Old Holland Road, a hard slog up the hill, where we finally reached our Holy Grail – yes, the Drink Stop!

Well, on reaching a drink stop, one usually thinks that home is safely just around the corner. Not so if Virginia Slim is involved in a run. Back along the Malay Railway line to the 2^nd Canal. A steep descent down caused grief to Right Royal Tit, who fearing that the 6pm express train to KL was about to pass through exited at too a quick a speed and did a Right and Left Royal Bum Cheek slide down the embankment all the way to the steps leading into the canal. Nice one.

Along the Canal and through the Twin Towers Tunnels. On reaching the other side of the tunnel, a quick 0.253 second memorial for Mr. Potato Head who broke his finger at this spot last year, thus leading to a 550% increase in our insurance premiums. Out of the canal and across the road to Home. Well done Hares, a fine run! Not as good as last weeks of course, but nice try!

Next week’s run: Sinai Rise, 500 metres from here, Shoe Shopper and Wet Patch, On on BBQ

Lipstick: Knobby Boy Scout fell for the old Tiger Lily stop and tie up the shoelaces trick. That’s what you get for tail gating and not keeping sufficient braking space. Wet Patch did something too, although after observing the passionate way the lippy was applied by the GM, I think he did it on purpose! Several males immediately put up their hands and declared they too had erred and should be given the lippy. I suspect there could be a lot of errant males next run.

Visitors: Slack Arse, Banana in Public, Stiff, Little Stiff, Knobby Boy Scout, Krit, Belcher, Ms Belcher, Countess of Anal, King Leer, and possibly others. Why were they born so beautiful………

Virgins: Heath and Sofie were asked by the GM how they enjoyed losing their virginity. ‘That’s private, if you don’t mind,’ was their quick reply.

Dick n Tits The Tits are back, proudly worn by Fat Crashing Bastard. And as they have been missing awhile, there is a lot to get of his chest.

First up, on discovering he had the fore said items at home all the time, his excuse to Too Easy was about not being able to see the Tits in the dark. He was threatened with no Tits ever again if he raised that in the Circle.

Slip n Slide told Quickie to consider the fact that Sophie is Dutch when considering what size T-shirt to give her – Dutch chest size medium could b slightly different to Asian chest size medium.

Loose Change was seen opening the drink container with her chest.

Maggot was told by Too Easy that he had a big one. Maggot replied that it was actually bigger when he was 4 and a half, it has actually got smaller with age. 4 and a half does seem a tad early to reach the peak of sexual prowess. Oh, they were actually discussing the scar on Maggots arm he received from boiling coffee spilt on him. (That’s why I stick to beer , can’t scald anyone when I spill it -CR)

Maggot wins for having such a whopper at age 4.

The Dick - MIA still, but we have tracked it down to the run it was awarded at, and by whom it was awarded. Unfortunately the member who gave it away has Alzheimer’s, or was rather pissed, and can’t remember who he gave it to. But we have a list of those that were at this run, somewhere close to the car park at the top of Lorong Sesaui, at a run Hared by possibly Lethal Weapon, and by the process of elimination, we will find the culprit! Stay tuned for a public stoning shaming.

Subs are due so pay up before Wet Pet and Singaporn rip your bloody arms off. (ps, can you check if I have paid my subs please, otherwise I will have to adjust the above notice next week -CR)

Awards – 50 runs – Twin Towers, and there were a few very quiet calls out of plain courtesy for TT to remove her top. Most men just kept chatting and sipping on their beer, totally disinterested in what was going on. (Sneaky Comer thought the top was not short enough, but if he had been really Sneaky, he would have sabotaged the top with a few knots or something, thus leaving Twin Towers in a prolonged state of undress.)

250 runs – Yours truly, Cock Radio. The females all went into raptures with loud, hysterical shouts of ‘OFF, OFF.’ I was reluctant to stir up up the females into any more wild behaviour in a public place, but what could I do? On On.

AOB

· Sneaky Comer pointed out that a certain International School in Singapore, close to Patterson Rd, with 3 initials, beginning with I and ending with S, has a new principal. As a result, some teachers there are on the look out for a new job.

- Shaggy Dick 2 could be a Singapore Tour Guide. He was heard making complimentary comments to people, such as ‘You’ve lost weight!’ Then at various stages during the run, he was overheard pointing out various landmarks and places of interest. I believe his personal tour guide of the back lanes of Geylang, Lor 1 to 20, is extremely popular, and well researched.

- Cock Radio is actually going to pursue a career as a teacher, and has finally learnt how to email and knows what IB stands for. (although he can’t spell it)

- Right Royal Tit is going straight into retirement, by the look of him he has already been in a good paddock.

· Wet an Ready, who had been paying very close attention to the previous charge, instead of gulping sipping on her plonk wine and gossiping discussing the run, as she always does, made a rather profound statement – ‘They’re all from the same school.’ Blonde as well. Say no more.

· Give Way and Not Good Enough receive their award from the AGM . Hang on, that was in April. Give the returnees a note.

· Not Tonight – we have not seen the Tits lately. We have not seen the teachers for a while (notice she does not say she has not seen the Dick for a while???) And we have not seen Give Way for a long time. Why? Because they have been waiting for a dedicated Give Way lane on the freeway. Not Good Enough mumbles something about Giving Way all night. Well done Youth Olympic Games!

· Stiffy ran behind Black Member all night and observed him in the muddy jungle, skidding, slip sliding away, tripping, stumbling, hopping on one leg, head butting trees, hugging trees etc, but he stayed on his feet. Well-done mate. But as soon as he emerged from the treacherous jungle, and onto firm tarmac, what did he do? Yep, fell arse over tit over the metal barrier.

· The GM quoted Black Member as saying ‘This was the best run in the last …….. ? years?? Hey mate, what about last week’s Sembawang Run?? Short memory huh.

· Slack Arse has a go at Hash Cash. He knows he doesn’t come often (to the Harriet’s Run, I think he means, but not sure), gives his money to Hash Cash and is asked for his name. ‘Slack Arse’ of course, he replies.

‘Oh, that’s a funny name isn’t it? was the reply from Hash Cash.’ Slack Arse , you need to come more lah.

· Hand Bag complains about the markings that were placed ‘Up the Rude’ (he meant Old Holland Road). Why? – There was a well-made footpath up the left hand side of what is a rather narrow road, but where were all the trail markings? Yep, on the right hand side with no path, forcing runners to head butt on-coming cars. (luckily I was running behind Twin Towers and every on – coming car ran off the road before they reached me for some reason)

· Loose Change charged Virginia Slim for getting carried away with his tool in the jungle, causing possible grievous outrage and bodily harm to his female Hares. Father Anus is also irresponsible as he sharpened Slime’s pharang before they set off.

· Mother Tongue socks it to FCB for making fun of people with Big Heads. But apparently Big Heads have less chance of getting Alzheimer’s. I can’t remember the rest of the charge, sorry. (for further info, refer to www.Mother Tongue @Speak Better English. com. x#* )

· Stiffy, despite being back at work, still has time to read the newspaper , and points out the Wed. Hasher with the $26 million debt. Something about open to the floor and to the rich one. (scribe losing it at this stage, sorry)

· Knobby Boy Scout tried to ask for a date to set a run, but was told by Posh Nash that Hareline is booked up for next 6 months.(where were you last Wed. Knobby,it cost me $55 for bolt cutters to sneak out back gate at work so I could set the run) Good job Posh Nash, very efficient.

· Handbag has noticed that the sun doesn’t shine out of the Scribes asse. Yours truly is bought in for scribing by the light of a strategically placed lantern between my legs. (ok, if anyone wants to hold it for me next week, contact me.)

· Twin Towers then tells a pathetic story about warning yours truly about a trip. (for true version, please refer back to run report –CR) She then grossly over dramatizes the event, falling over in the Circle many times, to a full 360 degrees (thankfully to all the males) and making dubious imitations of me moaning and complaining. (I repeat, for true version refer back to run report)

· Hoo Ray may be quiet out the back, but he has had his eyes opened. He brings in all the females wearing their slinky little black cocktail dresses.

· Virginia Slim heard the girls wondering ‘Is this Knobby Boy Scout or not?’ Well, he has been away all night. So how to tell if it is KBS or not??? Only one way said the gals, get him to drop his pants. And he did. Suzee Wong immediately identified the backside , Loose Change was not sure, but Virginia Slim took one look and cast the deciding vote by declaring that was KBS’s bum for sure.

And on that bummer of a note, On on on to the seafood restaurant just over there

Scribed by Cock Radio. (thanks to Maggot for resuing the notes I left in his car and scanning them to me!) On on

The ‘Sneak Out the Back Gate While the New Boss is not Looking’ Run

Cock Radio

Sembawang Park

Yes, I’m back! After 8 weeks holiday, you now have the privilege of my company again. And what better way of starting things off by having to try and sneak off early to set a run on the 2^nd day of work with a new boss! Posh Nash, are you really certain I volunteered to set this run???? [Ed: we thought it was a funny joke at the time J]

The Run – of the year – the month – the week – this Wednesday

An afternoon tropical deluge ceased in time for a hardy band of Hashers that ventured into the northern reaches of Singapore. A winding amble through the Park brought the Pack to a Circle check down by the water overlooking Johor. Do we need our passports? Many runners believed it would head along the water towards the Canal, including Boo, who headed off to the Mosque and was not seen again. Cock Radio is Great!!

The trail actually came back through the Park and into streets bearing names from the formerly Great British Empire. In and out of Black and White houses, past the Terror Club, up hill and down dale to arrive at a Circle Check next to Jim’s Pub. It was then a sharp U turn back the same direction. Drains, fields, more Black and Whites, steep and slippery descents to finally enter the HDB Fitness Park on the corner of Lentor Ave. After a few chin ups and squats, it was across Sembawang Rd to the grasslands that resembled more of a swamp after the rain. A few runners waded through the reeds and a water hole that was waist deep only to have to retrace their steps on finding a check.

The pathway down to the canal had a strategically placed T Check 100 metres before some rather fierce looking machinery that was undertaking maintenance at the canal. Tiger Lily, however, fancied one of the Bangladeshi tractor operators and ignored the T Check. Almost the rest of the sheep followed her and they made their way past the machinery and

along the canal,despite their being no markings. They decided that the markings had been dug up by the handsome tractor operator.

Anyway, those that actual saw the T then turned back for a leisurely stroll back up Sembawang Rd to home. Those that went with Tiger Lily went home via the mosque, where they would have seen Boo’s footprints, except for the fact they are all blind.

Unfortunately, Boo made it back, thus destroying my chance of Run of the Year.

Well done Hare, if I don’t mind saying so myself. ‘Outsatnding run,’ was also heard from Terry, a visiting Virgin, which just shows that he has impeccable judgement and has an outstanding Hashing career ahead of him.

Next week’s run: Rong Guang Barbeque Seafood (carpark), corner Ulu Pandan Road and Clementi Road, enter from Ulu Pandan Road.

Lipstick: No naughty boys tonight, is this a first? How did Boo get let off as he certainly had no one in front of him the whole way. Mmm, come to think of it, he had no one behind him either.

Visitors: Jiggy Jig (ah, brings back holiday memories of Bali), Trash, Stiff, and a few others I completely missed. Why were they born so beautiful………

Virgins: My new friend with the incredible knowledge of knowing an OUTSTANDING run when he sees one, Terry.

Dick n Tits MIA again, but hope to be back next week. Well, that was from last week and still no sign of them so I am going to go back through the newsletters and track them down. Then I will name names. Remember, a good scribe always gets his Tits. Oh yeah, and his Dick.

Subs are due so pay up before Wet Pet and Singaporn rip your bloody arms off.

Ed: Also, please check the hareline to make sure you aren’t surprised that you are supposed to be setting the run next week. Up to date hareline is always at http://www.singaporeharriets.com, click on upcoming runs. We have a great hareline up until Christmas but after that we need hares. If you haven’t signed up for two runs yet, please do so with Posh Nash.

AOB

· The Scribe commences by asking all car owners to put their hands up, with their car keys rattling. Shoe Shopper immediately put her hand up but there was no rattling noise forthcoming. Sheepishly she came in and gathered the set of keys that had not been collected from the key bag.

· Shaggy Dick 2 suffered an undone shoe shopper lace on the run, so he stopped and bent over to do it up, as you do. While bent over doing his left over right etc, he thought, well this is the Harriets, perhaps one of the girls will give me a little slap on the bottom as they run past. Sure enough, there was a nice firm slap on his rump, just what the doctor ordered. Looking up to see which of the saucy young lassies had taken a liking to his posterior, he promptly fell onto head over heels as Father Anus went past him with a big grin.

· Maggot heard Tiger Lily complaining of a sore arse before the run. However, it did not stop her bending over on the run as well to tie up her shoe lace. Moral of story – People who have sore arse should not stop to tie up shoe lace.

· Shoe Shopper noticed our visitor Bruce wearing nice fresh clothes, but his Virgin mate he brought along, Terry, you know, the guy with fine judgement about Outstanding Runs, was still in his smelly, dirty running gear. ‘Why Terry?’ ‘Bruce didn’t tell me to bring a change of clothes.’ Bruce, you are the meanest,………

· Wet Pet noticed Terry’s web toed running shoes and proceeded to play footsies with him.

· King Lear was cleaning out his home library and came across a book titled ‘Sex in Australia,’ which he decided would be better off in my library. Just what was he doing with such a book anyway?

· Mother Tongue agrees with my thoughts and charges King Lear for having such a book in the first place. Exactly!

· Stiffy commented as it was a rather cool and wet evening, that a cold shower was not the order of the day. Doubleback managed to have a nice hot shower and she didn’t even do the run!

· Not Tonight gives her excuse as to why she and Stiffy were late to the run – they were held up by the Youth Olympic Games Torch relay. More likely Stiffy was following an old flame.

· Shaggy Dick 2 tells how busy the first week back at school is, with new students, new classes, new boss, so much to do. So there he is after work with Shoe Shopper, busy busy busy. And where is Cock Radio?? Busy trying to sneak out early to set the run without the new boss seeing him.

· Jack Off, after chatting non stop with the 2 visitors, discovered that Terry wears his webbed shoes full time, they are like a second skin to him. Here’s to 2 skin,…

· Shaggy Dick 2 noticed Wet Pet getting annoyed by the cars driving through the car park and disrupting our circle. ‘Why can’t they drive the other way?’ she complains. ‘Ummm, maybe because it is one way.’ Suggests SD2.

· Bloodshit suggests a naming for Terry, Two Skins. After debate, it was decided it was too premature.

· Wet Thong has noticed all the girls are wearing flat shoes, except for Twin Towers who stands out in a pair of very high heels.

· Doubleback was a bit confused at one stage when there was a call of ‘Need a girl.’ Umm, this is the Harriets.

· I decided to ask Boo if he would write tonights run report. Of course the answer was no, because after the first Circle he was not seen again and doesn’t know where the run actually went ha ha.

And on that note, On on on to Beaulieu House Restaurant down by the sea.

Sribed by Cock Radio, ah it’s great to be back!