Run #1478 - Lick it, Stick it, Stamp it!

October 19, 2009

Hares: Hardly & Twisted Sister
Where: Nosehill Park, 14 St & 64 Ave NW
Big Rock: $3.50 bottles of Trad! $12 jugs of Honey Brown!
Attendance: 36

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"Starting out on a very foggy, dark and drizzly night, the hashers ran on through the muddy trails and sweat on their brows." That is how the Globe and Mail guy should introduce the article on our Nosehill run. Since we had the media there we should have forced Hardly to hide in the bush and then pretend he was in some helium balloon that we could have chased around the park. Just doing it for the show, right?

It was dark, foggy and with a light drizzle, but thank goodness for head lamps, doggy red lights and also some very large spot lights some hashers chose to carry through the run....sorry, did I say run? No, it was an up hill battle walk, except for those FRB's, whose head lamps the rest of us would follow, instead of the trail. MUHAHAHA! Rubbermaid had the best excuse of all, walking with a pregnant archive, Right Bun. The rest of us BOP's just wished Hardly made more checks that had us going down the hills. He was a cruel hare making us believe that one hill was the top, but then setting the trail to go just that much further up to the top of the park. But, yes, yes the sight up top was beautiful, fog and all.

The parking lot brought on some more entertainment as Sticky Lips ran around frantically yelling, "Where's Thundertits?" and the Globe and Mail guy picked out his favourite 4 runners to pose for an action photo of what we should look like on hash runs... you know... together, smiling, running!!

The darkness and fog got some hashers "in the mood" on the trail as Left Bun and Always With Wings were talking about S-E-X and leather. How they go together, this innocent hasher does not know. Then Dr. Fill and Buried Pleasure tried to take advantage of the darkness and started to make out on the trail. Next time do not wear reflective gear where I can see how far apart your bodies are! This especially bothered Abandoned Pussy. Well, because she is an Abandoned Pussy! That's right! Abandoned Pussy. Lick it, stick it, stamp it!

We had some new boots with Katherine and Wayne joining us on the run. Nothing like making the Calgary Hashers seem really important with media following us from the run to Cha Cha's.

Scooby got a down-down by trying to take advantage of the Canadian dollar and paying the hash cash in foreign funds. And Flapjack got to take the very interesting plunger trophy (Please don't hate me I am new and can't remember what you call that thing. I am now getting it next week, aren't I?) since her dog decided to check out a Halloween cat display's private areas. Do Halloween cat displays have private areas?

The rest of the evening's entertainment was watching Rubbermaid try to get the shirt off the bartender and try to take advantage of two very quiet hashers by giving them down downs for nothing. Shame on you!