#287: Thanksgiving Day (Canada)

8 for the walk + 12 for the run = 20 divided by 2 = a perfect 10. By my reckoning that means it was Run of the Year and congratulations to Y2KY Jelly (hare).

If only it was that simple. Turns out the sergeant went crazy with his discounting calculator deducting points for a lack of bush, GC 500 route, its perfect timing (1hr 00min 00sec), idyllic on after setting, length (8km), fake tits on the run, not enough shopping malls traversed but it would appear the biggest crime was a combination of running past six Irish bars, running through the Surfers Paradise surf club but worst of all, popping into Cocksucker Cowboys but not managing to get a round in !!! All this meant a very thirsty kennel discounted 3.1 from the original score resulting in a 6.9 being recorded.

In the circle the usual spiteful and vindictive chargers were laid, and we discovered the true meaning of “Meat at the Fire station”. Despite the councils attempts to spoil our fun with their 8pm BBQ power outage the Thanksgiving feast was saved by our new friends from the local English language school and their portable tabletop Gasmate. Unfortunately, we could not fit the Turkey on it but (luckily?) the hare had also brought some (delicious?) vegetarian patties, so we dined on maple syrup inspired Canuck Burgers instead.

The super excited winner of the raffle was Ballbag’s. Known for his generosity he immediately shared his “bag of balls” with the birthday girl from the school but I’m not sure what he did with the raffle prize.

Thanks to the hare for another great night of hash. Next week we do it all again with Cum SOC’s looking to redeem himself with the Diwali Run.