Trash display - The Safe Haven for Bergen Hash House Harriers

Two days of wet windy weather had prepared the Hash community to expect a wintry run, but to our surprise it was relatively dry when we gathered for the weekly event. Dog Handler thrust his long hard thing in my direction and suggested that my turn had come. Not knowing quite what to do with it, Beer Stop suggested that I use the pen to take notes of today's events, I agreed to give it my best. So here I am a week later, scratching my head (who said head? I'll have some of that...) thinking of something to brighten up your trash with.

The following awards were made for this weeks acts of disgraceful misbehaviour:

Hash shit: Wall Banger for letting Creepy Crawly "borrow" his wife Ingvild, and getting her pregnant.... A matter to be investigated more thoroughly...
Best dressed: Just Henrik for borrowing his grand-pa's underwear and running around town with it, causing traffic jams and gathering admirers around him...

The hares where no where to be found, we were told that today's run would be "live haring" and after Abominator had briefly described it in some strange code it was "check it out" and off we went up the road for a short distance before the FRBs shouted "check back".

The first check was a "holding one" and by the looks of most of the pack they were doing exactly that! Perhaps parts of the anatomy needed to be warmed up or as Back Tracker said ' they're just trying to check that the weeman was actually there!!

Our next stop was at the 'Finnegan's Irish pub' where Dr Butt and Three Times were seen enjoying a beer and practising some ritual of embracement. Was this in celebration of being appointed hares of the day or some other womanly exercise? Their intimacy had to be put on hold for the time being, as duty called, out they went to finish the job. Luckily for all of us it wasn't long until the next drink stop at "Trappen", where hash flash took a group photo from behind the counter with the working lady, apparently a friend of Beer Stop's.

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Down-downs

In true hash tradition the R.A. requested that the hares step forward to stand trial for the day's proceedings ... to the usual cry of rubbish! They were found guilty and quickly given the amber for punishment. The miracle weather man namely Dog Handler was also found guilty and some Hansa was administered. Just Henrik, Back Tracker and Ugly Dick were called to defend the offence of being poofters and wearing tights, after much bullshit they were sentenced to the same treatment. Ugly Dick was asked to stay in the circle and was bestowed a DD for spilling the holy nectar on the floor... sacrilege... Back at Dr Butt's place, Foggy Glasses set about distributing stats and last week's run report, telling people they were hot from the press "just printed?" he was asked. "No, I have been sitting on them" came the reply. Food was served and devoured in record time by all the hungry Hashers, and many stayed up to the small hours watching "Girls on the Bench", "Teen Suspense" and "Deep Throat", masterpieces taken from Abominator's home video entertainment collection.