The loneliness of a long distance hasher

Monday hash

Hashing as usual except that:

• Sarah and I arrived late (not unusual at all) and, having seen the hash leaving, lost them, all 45+ wearing tinsel and christmas wrapping paper etc., while parking the car
• We never caught them
• The frozen pavements didn't help
• Only three people left at the sherry/beer stop when we got there.
• Lots of beer left though (Milton Sparta/Sackcloth, thanks Rachel)
  
• I was hauled up in the circle for punishment (beer), and made "HashShit" because my shoes match Sarah's and, by implication, are somewhat less than masculine
  
• Sarah was nowhere to be seen, having got wind of trouble
  

Now -

Girl shoe! Rounded and womanly, fragrant

Boy shoe! male pattern baldness, testosterone, whiffy


Still confused? It's easy, they're completely different shades of shiny light blue.

posted by Winston @ 12:57 PM