The 99th CR Hash proved to be like a good beer, mellow at first blush, but with a pleasant, lingering aftertaste. None of the high drama, of, for example, the infamous outstation hash (which shall forever remain under a veil of silence), but nonetheless an enjoyable afternoon.
The first part of the walk was along a delightful forest path, not strenuous at all – as Wirgin Bluce remarked, if Shocking is in front, there must be something wrong with the difficulty level.
The second half was perhaps a touch anti-climactic, but only due to the expectations raised by the scenic first portion, and before we knew it we were back at the cars, none of which had been broken into, this being Thailand.
Some ungrateful souls suggested the walk had been too short and easy (Pat on the Back even did a push-up at the end in order to fill her exertion quota), but all in all it was agreed that the trail was well chosen and we would like to thank the hare Handcock for his efforts in clearing the path, he still has the scars to prove it. The usual suspects came in first, namely Namron, Fired Up, Able Semen, Flying Dutchman and Crash.
Numbers at this hash were modest, to the extent that the majority of the attendees were called Molly, which spurred our wordsmiths to crowbar the words “mollify” and “mollycoddle” into their Circle orations, very droll.
Five virgins were inducted into our sect, Red Hot from NY, Pole Dancer from Oregon, Lost Potato from Idaho [this is a state in the US], and Barely Able and Barely Legal from the Philippines. Our Filipino inductees seemed slightly nervous in anticipation of what initiation rites the red-faced brutes would make them go through, and were visibly relieved after the naming ceremony was over.
Able Semen was extremely warm and welcoming towards our new members Red Hot and Pole Dancer, at which point they began claiming that they were leaving the country shortly and wouldn’t really be coming to that many more hashes. Hmmm.
It must be mentioned that newcomers, Janey from Canada and Sh”*ç%”ç% from Japan did go through a truly cruel and unnatural hazing ritual (voluntarily!), namely drinking glasses of Coca Cola down in one.
The Circle was held in the middle of a road, but members did allow the public to pass, and even greeted some of them, in the vernacular (“Sawatdikup”). Let it never be said that members of the CR Hash do no engage with the local community.
Our GM, the aptly named Shocking, was as usual an MC extraordinaire, and I don’t care what anyone says behind his back, it doesn’t matter if most people can’t understand him, it’s the thought that counts. After some time we had a switch to received pronunciatim Able Semen, and then Wirgin Bluce took over and injected his customary gravitas into the proceedings. Various administrative matters were dealt with, such as the next confirmed hares: Able Semen in Feb, Scotch on the Rocks and Cop Out in March, Lost Samurai in May and Special Needs and Special Services in Oct, but the important point to remember is that Brain Health committed to funding 4 (four) cases of whichever beer is chosen for the 100th hash, regardless of how many bottles there are in each case.
On! On!Comes Twice
Hash Scribe (Pro Bono)
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