Tiếng Việt
The morning rain didn’t auger well for the afternoon hash, however, ultimately it was a remarkably dry event – more probably because there was half a beer stop instead of the two that was anticipated for a usually lengthy Cock-a-leaky run. Ultimately it was a 9+km run with the single beer stop at the 8Km mark and then a 10-minute wait for the beer – which in your scribe’s case consisted of a plastic mug half full of beer. (Note to self: suggest to the GM that beer stops should be mandatory every 4km max.)
The trail was well marked, although the Hare’s obvious intention was to create chaos by frequently switching from chalk marking to shreddy marking, and back – which yes, did create chaos.
One major success for the running hare was getting the GM and Golden Shower lost so that they missed the beer stop, and also Creamy Tulips and I Choked Linda Lovelace although they mysteriously found the beer stop???
A very active circle made extensive use of the ice – all of which was well deserved – especially Chemically Castrated, who conveniently forgot that he was awarded hash shit at the last hash and consequently didn’t carry it with him on this hash – a shameful sin that will not be forgotten. (Note: Chemically Castrated didn't say this, but he was intensely offensive toward Prince Albert, aka our beloved hash shit. For not wanting the prince, he will continuously have to carry it in the next hashes, and the next one, and the next one…)
More importantly, this was also the celebration of the 34th anniversary of the first SH3 hash, and a birthday cake was presented to the Circle exquisitely decorated with images of our favorite Heineken beer. (Though, we've never had Heineken in our circle, certainly related to our budget so Heineken if you are seeing this post, you should consider sponsoring us in the future cuz we love you so much.)
It was great to welcome two virgin hashers and hopefully they will return – especially if we can guarantee that in future there will be a beer stop every 4km.
On-on to next Sunday’s Dangle your digits in the Dong Nai river run,
Onon.
General Erection