Run Report by Beverly Hills Pink Cock Hares BALLRINGER & BELL END

Run report Jungle Hash run 134 Nov 16 2008

Location, A cozy site near 331 and Huay Yai road; Temp – Mild & Cloudy

Yet another bad timing for a run start as I drove my motorcycle to the start near 331 it just

started to rain, although not as bad as before at the previous PH3 and BUSH run which I

missed sadly. Anyhow, I made it to the start somewhat wet but bearable good enough for

joining the fun. As the bus arrives and after a few welcome softies and occasional beers for

the thirsty ones GM Dizzy calls the circle to welcome the visitors (at least I remember that

smart real GAY look alike from the city of PINK San Francisco and a few from the

unmentionable minor Hashes in Pattaya) and the new shoes of Big Nose Bastard , not only

cheap ones but also same fashion than the GM's which proofs the copy-cat nature of our

home country.

Off it goes into the bushes and as an occasional FRB I set of at the back of the pack

crawling through the grass and bushes at the beginning. EEHHHH grass right from the

beginning, I hate grass, it makes me itchy-scratchy (not think of the one from Okinawa

though which would be a far better scratch) and finally out of the woods to the first check.

After some confusion where it goes and a restless Jellobutt checking all the trails out for us

(ha ha oh my Buddha I hope that will really happen sometimes) the trail leads up the hill on

to some real running through the fields and cross the first shitty creek. I just recall that for

the first time I followed Sheik Me Me who in his athlete ambition style wants to catch up

with the front runners and finds the shortcut but ending up in a thorny bush and right

through the Yak shit. Anyway, not only me got punished also some of the following fine

Jungle Harriets followed the young and after 10 beers good looking Aussie c..t. This

occasional hick-ups kept the pack astonishingly well together until I was suddenly in front

finding the right trail along that ridge setting to cruising speed only being passed by

Jellobutt in his FRB ambition. Well I recalled a usual Hash, while I called On On at least 25

times the speechless Jellobutt did call 0 times, perhaps he doesn't wanna get associated

with us loud shouting individuals at the front, looks like he's not a real Marine but only a

CIA undercover thug.

Off the record
The scene was Elaine's restaurant on Second Avenue in Manhattan on a crowded Saturday

night. A stranger walked in from the front street and pompously announced that, even with

a blindfold on he could identify any wine. The challenge was immediately accepted. A dark

cloth was placed over his eyes and wine after wine was handed to him. “Lafite-Rothchild

1958”, he would announce. Or “Bernkasteler Badstube 1951”. And he was always right.

Finally, someone handed him a glass he could not identify. He sipped , and then sipped

again. Suddenly he spat it out and pulled off the blindfold. “Hell man, this is urine, pure

fresh urine!” “Yes”, said a small voice in the background, “but whose?”

On record

Well, chasing Jellobut til the next check by intuition anybody knows what happened. First

Man Standing. I got totally wrong on this check running into a check-back style falsy

throwing me well back the pack but making it eventually back hitting some clever checks at

the end. Well done Ballringer & Bell End for a good mixture of terrain and checks. Finally,

also the 6 missing Hashers made it back at the end of which I guess Bam Bam was

rehearsing his latest Hash song somewhere in the Tapioka field and got hold up and Are

You Sure of cause who is never sure where to go.

Nearly forgot to disclose the secret recipe I was told by an experienced “fine dining” German Executive Chef to everybody:
Recipe for Banana Bread

Ingredients:
2 Laughing Eyes
2 Loving Arms
2 Well Shaped Legs
2 Firm Milk Containers
1 Fur Lined Mixing Bowl
1 Large Banana
2 Large Nuts

Method
First look into Laughing Eyes, then fold into Loving Arms. Spread the Well Shaped legs.

Squeeze and massage the Milk Containers very gently until the Fur Lined Mixing Bowl is

well greased, checking frequently with middle finger. Now add banana and work in and out

until well creamed, cover with Nuts and sigh with relief.

Bread is done when Banana becomes soft. Be sure to wash mixing utensils after use. Do

not lick Mixing Bowl after all work is done.

Note: If bread starts to rise LEAVE TOWN IMMEDIATELY

What's a real Aussie mate?
Someone who'll go into town and get two blow jobs , and come back and give you one.

How can you tell if an American woman is wearing underwear?
Look for dandruffs on her shoes.

What do elephants use for tampons?
Sheep.

Where is an elephant's sex organ?
I his feet, because if he steps on you you're fucked.

Ballringer rode into town stark naked. Needless to say he was arrested by the sheriff who

demanded an explanation. “Well Sir” said Ballringer. “I was riding through the desert when I

met this voluptuous cowgirl. She said to me “Hey, Ballringer take off your boots and I'll take

off mine. So we did, and then she said. Take off your shirt and I'll take off mine. So we did.

Then she said take off your jeans and I'll take off mine. So we did. Then she said, OK

Ballringer , now go to town. So here I am.”

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