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AHHH RUN NUMBER 1328 (roughly) – Sunday 13th January 2008 It was a positively balmy Sunday morning in Kintore, with just an ocaisional drop of tropical drizzles as we gathered for this ‘adult’ run next to the cemetery. In view of the temperature (7 C) most people were rather overdressed, and had to strip off a few layers as we started a long slog along the dual carriageway to Inverurie and then left up the road above Toms’ Quarry. Just when we were sick of the tarmac we veered off into the trees and mud and made our way down through some boggy bits into the quarry and found ourselves at the sweety check on the bridge to nowhere. We all enjoyed the sweeties, except for Little Shit who found a large lump of tooth in his rolo. T-Rex Cock complained bitterly that people were not following the flour properly (but we’re Hashers right?) – but with the Hash Horn honking in the far distance and FRBs shooting of in all directions had finally to resort to giving the back runners a few hints. This got most people out of the quarry, back across the old railway line and up across the fields to start heading back towards Kintore. The trail then led back to the quarry, and down an interesting scree slope. At this point there appeared to be 3 trails. A ‘W’ trail heading left that no one took. The real one down into the quarry and one that half the pack had taken though there was no flour. T-rex Cock stayed in the quarry for a long time waiting to guide the frail and elderly away from the dangers of the scree slope, but they had long since pissed off home by the other route, resulting in his non-appearance at the circle. The way home was also via one of several parallel trails laid by the thoughtful hare as a contingency. This was a good plan as everyone was convinced they had done the ‘whole hash’. In the circle Hillary was renamed Hillary-deceased (or Dead Sir Ed) for obvious reasons, and then got down-downed again for being the Cults ‘Hoody’. Fegen down-downed himself for thinking that Goat Wrestlers daughter was under 18 (the rest of us could tell she was at least 20). Seeing as there was no nudity, violence or sex on the run I would have rated it PG. Thanks to T-Rex Cock for the Run and Mrs T-Rex Cock for the food.
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