Run 1006
8/10/03 Hare: Toto (with some help from Bovine Breeder) Totos Pizzeria, Carlton
Totos run was an ovary busting, ankle twisting, head-spinning jaunt around Carlton and the CBD. Chalk was scarce on the ground thanks to the afternoons rainfall (Klingon obviously lax in his duties) and in colors other than white hence difficult to see. So Toto managed to live hare the run without getting dacked, though Bovine promises “that part comes later”.
We passed down numerous dark alleys, skirting the University of Melbourne and RMIT, and presaged Halloween by passing through and over some of Melbournes first boneyards. Despite the rain growing heavier and colder we passed by an easy shortcut to the on-in to get to the promised drink stop. There in the Carlton Gardens we found Bovine Breeder ladling icy hash splash (made properly with ginger beer this time). We didnt linger long before heading back to Totos dry, warm and eponymous pizzeria.
Her lackeys at the on-in werent hesitant about dispensing platter after platter of pizza and pasta to the awaiting seagulls er, hashers. This all provided a fair amount of ballast (though apparently not enough) for the bottle of wine each hasher managed to slug down on his or her own. Considering that wine has an average of 13% alcohol by volume, whereas beer has an average of 5%, well, you do the maths.
Now that we were slobberingly drunk we retreated to a dark and dirty alley for the circle. Skiddy, having complained that the hash had gone civilised since she left, proceeded to liven things up with the bottle of Stones Ginger Wine she passed around the circle. For those of you unfamiliar with this particular drink, like TANG it was a by-product of the Cold War military-industrial complex, having initially been designed as an aggression boosting drug for Soviet naval infantry troops.
As far as I can recall (which isnt much) charges included:
- Gerbils for looking like a right cock
- Kokup and Punch for having matching run numbers
- Skiddy for her 200 runs (she timed it well shes got her shirt and is buggering off back to Darwin toot sweet)
- Deeper for lying about having done 375 runs, then complaining when no one noticed he was now telling the truth about doing 375 runs
- Klingon for the crap weather
- Scullery Maid for being too helpful
- TDTD on behalf of the 1000th subcommittee for bollocking up a perfectly good weekend
- Boomer and Cooch for being on their bikes
And some others At that point we scarpered off before the neighbours called the police about the rowdy drunks in the alley.
On-on
TDTD