Hares: Bobbin' Robbin & Dreary
Location: Museum of the Regiments
As I recall, over a few cups of eggnog, it happened like this . . .
Twas four days fore Christmas
And all through the streets
Were a bunch of loud hashers
With bells on their feet
About 40 hashers reluctantly left their warm cars at Lakeview Plaza and immediately started their Jingle Bell whining. - its too cold, my bell isn't big enough (you know what they say about the size of a man's bell), my bell lost its jingle, my pen is frozen (okay that was me, thanks for the pencil Beaver). Knobby introduced Run #833, archive Raghead, and a visitor Shine. No announcements (thank goodness) at least that I can remember.
Bobbin and Dreary
Set the run with care
In hopes that lost hashers
Would be a sight so rare
(i'm trying here!)
Up the backalley. Down the backalley. Back up the backalley. Back down the backalley. All the while merry Always with Wings singing "Ho Ho Ho, which way do we go", while the rest of us are calling on-in and Dreary says we weren't even on trail yet.
We get on the trail and take a scenic tour of Lakeview. Past the house Bobbin grew up in. No, not the one with all the lights. It’s the one beside that one that had only a small reindeer in front - how sad. And then a butter ripple regroup where once again I have problems with my straw. Mydol was kind enough to show me how to suck though, he said he's quite experienced.
And in no time at all we're back at Lakeview Plaza - a VERY short run. Apparently not short enough for Knobby though as he was spotted going through a checkback looking for a shortcut. Is he still trying to get the hash shit?
The run was so short I wondered if my bribe to Bobbin actually worked - I said I'd buy him a beer if he made the run less than a km. Turns out the forgiving hare was Dreary who convinced Bobbin to make the run short on such a cold night - I owe you a beer Dreary! To the On-In we go . . .
Mydol in lots of layers
And many of us in caps
We all settled in
On each others laps
(oops! maybe too much eggnog by now!)
At the Museum of the Regiments, the following candid opinions were expressed about the run:
Wet One started doling out the down downs after first apologizing for her sexy voice - hmmm, I suppose Smirk's three week recovery period must really be up by now. First she called for a choir, especially virgin choir goers, never in the choir before. Of course volunteers included Ptooey and Dreary (big surprise, haven't seen them in a choir recently) and ACD and ThongQ - methinks not many virgins there. Anyways, they did a marvelous job of creating twisted renditions of all our favourite Christmas songs.
Archives - Raghead, Mouthful, and Dirty Dancer.
The hares Bobbin and Dreary - Great run, nice and short! (Yep on a rare occasion, the girls like em short)
Tiny for 150 runs and only took her about 25 years to get em (and took her almost that long to drink her down down).
Mydol has 250 runs. Lakey and Tiny attempted to reveal a little more of Mydol by pulling his shorts down during the down down chant. But after the seventh layer of clothing the girls got bored and gave up.
Then the RA recognized those who displayed Christmas spirit. Ptooey, Knobby, Fuhkowee, Cocktale, Wet One, Right Bun, Left Bun, Double Entry, Stupid Question, and Smirk each got a chocolate reward if they could "save Santa" at the bottom of their glass.
Time for hash shit and what could be more fair than spinning Double Entry's hat to give it out. According to the RA it points to Stupid Question and with a spin of the wheel of death she was either getting sex or chocolate. It lands on chocolate which she says she would prefer anyway.
We are about to disperse when someone realizes RA Wet One forgot to give the visitor, Shine, a down down!
Was Wet One trying to get home early with her sexy voice? Of course she deserves the hash shit for this, but manages to get out of it. Shine gets his down down and Wet One is off the hook. Everyone is happy and can go home now. Of course they don't . . .
And then the hashers
Started to chatter
About drinking, and running
And other fun matters
I was admiring just how stiff and pointy Double Entry's hat was, when I overheard Hot Flashes behind me complaining that once you turn 40 your libido goes through the roof. Deciding not to become involved in that conversation I thought I would talk to Stranger. Have you ever noticed how soft Stranger's hair is after a run - check it out sometime! After talking with Always with Wings about when he lost his virginity I noticed a scent in the air. Of course Kawky Whoreurrrrrr is still building up the levels of his new cologne - he says they haven't reached their peak yet. On the other side of the room Krusty was boasting about his glow in the dark boxer shorts he was considering wearing on the Boxing Day run. But of course it will be daylight then - too bad. Everyone starts to leave. Kawky and ACD were leaving together and they told me they came together too - that's nice. And before he left, White Balls, who knew I was scribe, wanted me to know that he is single now and wants everyone to know it.
Back to the eggnog. Happy New Year All!
Left Bun