#316 : Before ewe F&ck off Run

Drink Start, Drink Stop, Drink Finish.

Ewe can imagine the shock and bewilderment of the assembled hash men when the hare explained there was in fact a trail and worse still, we were expected to run it!!

A night on his big deck (try saying that with a kiwi accent) thwarted the runners headed in the general direction of Highland Park Tavern only to be disappointed to find an arrow pointing up.

And up, and up and up we went so much so it was clear the hare had used his car to set the trail. To be fair it probably didn’t help that returning runner, Derro Licked my Balls, and Fresh Cum Balls decided to ignore all the clearly marked on backs adding an extra 6.9km to the run and a detour via Spoofs front yard.

We refrained from popping in for a cup of tea learning from an earlier issue with a cubby house that Derro Licked my Balls had taken a liking to. It turns out a kennel of hash men wearing black skull t-shirts and shining torches into people’s property is a bit of a red flag to the Highland Park neighbourhood watch who ended up chasing us down the street screaming…..go back to Beenleigh!!!!

After a shiggy sojourn the smell of peanut butter overcame the pack meaning only one thing…….the Sheep Dog piss stop was near. Sure enough, doing his best impression of a homeless man on a park bench, was the hare (WTFAI) with his hip flask of the good shit and home brewed Cerveza beer.

Unfortunately, we arrived too late for a drink with Ballbag’s……or so we thought. Despite clear instructions from the hare, a well-marked on home trail and a 30-minute head start somehow this young pup managed to make it back to where he started just in time for another Sheep Dog shot……. absolute hash genius!!!!

Back in the circle the hare paid the price for setting a 6.9km (excluding on backs) / 1hr 16min run despite clearly advertising an evening of drinking on his big deck however the Sheep Dog fuelled walker scored it a 10.

The usual spiteful and vindicktive charges followed with the raffle won by ……everyone (yes, Mrs Fresh Cum Balls wants her shed back), but not before Derro Licked my Balls was reunited with the now orphaned offspring of Bubbles who somehow survived the unfortunateness at the AGPU.

Well done to the hare (WTFAI) for setting a great run/walk, quality piss stop and 3 course banquet. Next week Derro Licked my Balls will be guiding us around some virgin bush from a mystery location on the coast as we celebrate the “May Day, May Day” run.