Run 1444 Chinese New Year Run

 

Date: 19th February 2010

Hares: Strapless, Boo, Quickie & Chicken Shit

Run-Site: Upper Seletar Reservoir, Car Park C

On On: Beng Cheng Restaurant

Numbers: Members: 69

                 Returnees: 1

                 Visitors: 19 (incl. 1 virgin)

                 Total: 89

 

 

The Run by our Mystery Run Reporter: Handsome Married Men #03: TBA

 

Lyon Shitty Hash Trash Run No 1445

 

A few weeks ago about 4 milliseconds after I got home (finished the run for the uninitiated), some dizzy blond strolled over and cajoled me into writing this run report with some bullshit, to which I overheard LJ (work it out) saying ugly old farts more like, and in the case of next week run scribe Perry Chicker its obviously true, so onto the run.

 

The funny thing is I remember more about last week’s run, than this one, because one sees a lot when one’s glaring at one’s feet.

 

Please tell me Crazy Welshman I have heard of Stale bread, stale breath (oops sorry about that), but stale flour, what is that. It is obviously a new description for old trail. Next it will be watch out mates I saw some dissolved paper, out there so don’t follow it Tiger Lillllllyyyyyyy on back, and the first run of the Tiger year and where was she, feigning some imaginary injury.

 

So here we are next to the reservoir Car Park C for Chinese, wearing as instructed red well except for Bagless who was not, even running.

 

So off we set along the side of the water to the obvious shouts of back check, only to return past a smiling Boo saying ha ha if this was a week later I would have forgot that was there.

 

So what about the trail, dizzy slopes, heady views, stunning sunset, sounds like help, help I’m being repressed……. Oh sorry trees, trees, and you’ve guessed it more bush (for the tucker boys).

 

This must be billed as the walking wounded run because Mighty Moth was suffering from broken ribs, and this because square peg is in the OC*, Bingo Legs in a massively horny state was bouncing him off the walls, and he was obviously not up to the task. (Disclaimer pseudo names used as the Crazy Welshman’s a Liar)

 

So what were the highlights, Ziggy & Potato Head doing what they do best getting lost, well that was until Potato head impaled himself on a thorn bush and shall from henceforward be known as Prick Head, as the blood gushed into his eye.

 

So there I was running along with not a care in the world and up behind comes Wet Patch, grunting and farting as he does, of course you know there was something wrong, because he was obviously highly agitated, TBA push on man, then Jackoff kicks off, TBA your slowing us up, something like FO sprung to mind but being the shy retiring type I moved over to let Wet Patch go bye, after he had dug me in the ribs, kicked my calf, tried tripping me 3 times, and then as he sniggered past, trod on my foot, working a thorn vine down my shin, and all because Shoe Shopper was front running and had the sense not to follow Ziggy. The real reason was because the Letcherarse Barsteward was behind ogling the derryair.

 

Cherry Picker complaining towards the end, where’s the checks haven’t seen one for 20 minutes or less (manic say no more), Can Not Can tripping or pushing the little Japanese flasher lady over, the no name Aussie (well he sounded like a twat), who went arse over tit, Oh hi Ziggy come on through, oh and that bloodeye Prick Head too.

 

After a while we came to a slightly muddy patch, when this shimmering beauty (Tummies Inn) seemed to speed hoveringly over it and was gone in a veiled mist, as we then rounded the bend and there in front of us was the lake, which made the old Ponty Mython sketch spring to mind.

 

If Oi declared myself emperor because some moistened bint lobbed a scimitar at me you’d lock me away, and there was the Crazy Welshman to watch us ON INN to none other than a legless emperor Handbag perched on his throne.

 

Oh yes and the walk, a gentle dander by the lake and back, was it a good view I asked, dunno was too busy gossiping.

 

Run Scribe

TBA

 

*  OC = Old Cuntry

** Letchherarse Barsteward = Dick TV

 

 

The Circle by: Cheeks Out

 

The Circle started: At 8:03

 

What did we think of the Run: Boo, Quickie, Chicken Shit, Strapless and ??? did not get them all but a lot of Chinamen and their ladies J . Good run – lots of jungle – bloody good run!

 

Tell us about your On On: Beng Cheng Restaurant with a Toss Up for all and good luck for the year of the tiger.

 

Next Week’s Run: Dog Mount and all the Japanese girls, however Tiger Lilly is injured,  G-string out singing for her supper and not sure what happened to Back Seat Bonker but we are hoping that they will all be there next week – where? Bukit Brown Cemetery

 

Virgins: No they started with the visitors and there were a lot of them including a couple of virgins (Joel)  – welcome, thanks for running and drinking with us.

 

Visitors: Deep Throat, Wanking with Wolves, Daniel, Belcher, Numbutt, Aina, Mees, Mr. McGlue, Mimi, Sex Change, Dripping Wet, Jim, BL, Jasmine, Graeme, Sunee, Ikea Balls, Great Balls of Fire

 

Returnees: Lacy Lady

 

New Members: None

 

Milestones: None

 

Ah then we DID have a virgin: Running Shit’s daughter is in town: welcome Joel, hope you enjoyed it and please come again.

 

Do we have a Hare Whip? Boo

 

Mystery Whip: Ripper

 

Mystery Mystery Whip: Shoe Shopper (promising only two charges)

 

G-M privilege: Cock Radio: Many things on the hash are often deemed un-acceptable – CR has even heard people saying Goody Bag showering as good as nude is un-acceptable (CR did not quite agree with that but there are many opinions on the hash) however there has been one gentleman whose outburst of “You did not ask where the visitors were from that is totally unacceptable!” or “what no beer truck yet – well that is just totally unacceptable!” so here is a naming opportunity and the circle approved the naming of Steffen. Jack Off proceeded with a “by the powers infested in me” I now pronounce you to be forevermore known as: Totally Unacceptable.

 

Prick of the Week: Coo Chi Coo is finally here but his wife has hidden the prick in the bedroom – well mate I would not be admitting to that in public! Any way the story was connected as it was about dirty old men in brothel’s getting too excited and dropping with heart attacks so now it is a new law in Switzerland that a brothel has to have a defibrillator. So which dirty old man do we all know, who travels regularly to Switzerland? Bring in Fat Crashing Bastard.

 

AOB

 

Finally all the Chinamen and Ladies in the circle with a lovely performance of Gong Xi Gong Xi …

 

ON ON was called at around 8:40

 

On On On On!  

 

Scribed by: Cheeks Out

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