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Date: 17 Nov. 2002      Run: 1287      Venue: Syngrou Park     Hares: Mad Dog & Pop Up    

Scribe: Clitoria

[Background to this run: Being the 17th November, the Athens Hash decided to recognise but put aside the fact that this day was a celebration of the Heroes of the Polytechnic who triggered the fall of the Military Junta in Greece & name the run the Terrorised Run after the 17th November terrorist group. This was just an excuse to split the Hashers into two teams A & B and perform a Moscow type 'hostages in the theatre' scenario, running battles and ambushes in derelict houses using flour and water bombs, poppers & bursting balloons - while on the trail]

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Hashi, Heedi, Hiccup:
We hashed. We kicked ass. We drank.


Yes Team B kicked the shit out of the other team (A) and returned triumphant to the car park to drool and gloat in the total annihilation and emasculation of the enemy.

Well that was it really apart from a few details between the begin of the run and the end, but I must say there were some surprised 'normal people' out for a stroll who wondered who the hell these crazy foreigners were. Well - what the hell - that's what being a hasher is..

Unfortunately there were definite signs that paedophilia is on the rise - my poor son was subjected to the most horrible instances of bike-divestation (or was it dike-bivestation?) by a certain Swedish blond.

Enough of this.

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The overleaf -> -> -> ->  is for your TITivation

For your information these hash shits also make good firelighters -

Directions: Scrunch up paper and put in fire grate. Take lighter or match and burn the b+stard..

Yours - as ever - CLITTY xx.xx.xx.xx.


10 HUSBANDS


An Agent married a woman who had previously divorced ten husbands.

On their wedding night, she told her new husband, "Please be gentle, I'm still a virgin." "What?" said the puzzled groom. "How can that be if you've been married ten times?"

"Well, Husband #1 was a Sales Representative; he kept telling me how great it was going to be.

Husband #2 was in Software Services; he was never really sure how it was supposed to function, but he said he'd look into it and get back to me.

Husband #3 was from Field Services; he said everything checked out diagnostically but he just couldn't get the system up.

Husband #4 was in Telemarketing; even though he knew he had the order, he didn't know when he would be able to deliver.

Husband #5 was a Civil Engineer; he understood the basic process but wanted three years to research, implement, and design a new state-of-the-art method.

Husband #6 was from Finance and Administration; he thought he knew how, but he wasn't sure whether it was his job or not.

Husband #7 was in Marketing; although he has a nice product, he was never sure how to position it.

Husband #8 was a psychiatrist; all he ever did was talk about it.

Husband #9 was a gynaecologist; all he did was look at it.

Husband#10 was a stamp collector; all he ever did was.... God! I miss him!!! But now that I've married you, I'm really excited!"

"Good," said the Agent, "but, why?"

"Cos darling - you're an Agent.
This time I just KNOW I'm gonna get F*ck*d!"