The Xmas dress down run

Run # 550 December 16, 1996

Hare: Basket

by Snot

The venue was off 146A at the Christmas tree shop, attendees were Basket (our Hare for the evening) Hopeless, Bondo with Jake and an old runner who had previously run with the Hash sometime ago known as the Plume, who is a scribe with a Providence newspaper and yours truly. The attendees dressed in Christmas attire and we were each judged by our peers, Hopeless making a bold effort with false nose and glasses obviously not wishing to be recognized looked like something out of the three stooges. Basket had a Santa hat on and looked no different to normal, Bondo and Jake came as themselves and our new runner knew nothing about our competition. The star of the show in my opinion was yours truly who had made a bold effort coming dressed as a parcel, being a very gifted scribe their was nothing better to run in. Photographs were taken by Basket, to which we all wondered if their was any film in this camera he brings every week and would we ever see any snaps. Even the German sort would be nice.

At 6.40pm, the pack set off on road before entering woods, marks were difficult to see this evening but your scribe by luck found himself at the front on more than a few occasions taking the FRB title before being overtaken by our human gazelle Hopeless, small amounts of shiggy brambles and a few cunning checks before we got to the beer check which this week was warm cider, which everybody thought was piss left by some thieves who had taken the real stuff, one cup and only one cup was had by all, Basket trying hard to offer top ups but everybody saying they could not drink any more, the most true statement on any Hash, even Jake farted when offered more, that really summed it up.

On off every body desperate for a drink, fortunately we were not disappointed as after some more tricky checks, the trick being they were not marked, we arrived at a monument under some rock which turned out to be an unusual place for a beer stop never the less a very welcome place to drink real beer. Even Jake lapped up any leftovers, we set off again after singing a few melodies to be taken through some of the best shiggy (or worst, I guess it depends on how tall you are) this year. Depending which route you took decided how wet you got Basket was in up to his armpits but as he is a shortars it was not a true measure Hopeless told us he got his dick wet but the water was only up to his knees, bragging as always. Nobody got through without getting thoroughly soaked even our illustrious GM had trouble picking his way through with the temperature being a warm 35 degrees Fahrenheit.

A circle up with the normal ceremonies followed with our new/old runner Plume giving us a song. We then all headed back to Baskets pad for another round of good grub and grog, we were all relieved not to see any more cider. Song books and Christmas song sheets were issued as a momento of our 550th run to which every body participated, it must be commented that this was one of our better vocal evenings which everyone enjoyed. The prize for the best costume went to Bondo, which was a modern TV with the screensaver being a picture of the ensemble of the RIH3, the sound left a little bit to be desired but I just didn’t realize how far you Americans were behind the Japanese! The set did not even have a remote, but it was cordless. Good time had by all.

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Snot (33rd Run in RI)

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