Month: July 2016

 

Chunder, Chunder, Chunder, Chunder Mile!

Monday, July 11th, 2016

thundercats

Tonight it’s the Chunder Mile!

Chunder, chunder
chundermile, ho

Chundercats
Are on the move
Chundercats are loose
Feel the magic
Hear the roar
Chundercats are loose!*

Or as KitOff explains:

Lovely hashers,

For the naive, the plan is that I will lay a 400m trail, you will drink a pint, run the trail, drink a pint, run the trail, drink a pint, run the trail, drink a pint and run the trail, finishing to rapturous applause and celebration!

Please get in touch if you’re interested.  You will need to bring your own beer, but that’s a good thing because then you can choose your own drink. Lager is bad, beer is good.  If you must, fizzy soft drinks or cider are acceptable but I will be disappointed with you.

On beer, run, beer, run etc etc
KitOff xx

PS The GM says this is a great idea and you should sigh up

Be there or be Snarf:

Screenshot_Snarf

*Apologies to anyone born after 90 and indeed not in the UK to whom none of this will make sense.

If you’re too timid to take part then come along anyway to laugh at those who do!

UPDATE: Some footage from 7/8 years ago:


Good Riddance Trail Review

Wednesday, July 6th, 2016

Here’s last Monday’s trail, slightly edited due to user error. More details coming soon (possibly):

Stats: 7.75 km / 4.8 miles. Time taken: Err, about an hour?


Good Riddance

Monday, July 4th, 2016

Gimp

Tonight’s trail from Fence F**ker:

I have been asked.. nay.. COMMANDED by Her Stabbiness The GM to remind everyone that tonight’s trail actually falls smack-bang on GOOD RIDDANCE DAY, so there will be fancy-dress involved.

For those who have been before, the dress-code is obvious (if you’ve still got the T-shirt)  – otherwise, just come in something that signifies the Special Relationship.  Unless the Special Relationship that springs to your mind is the one involving the Gimp in pulp-fiction, in which case keep your deranged fantasies to yourself and your significant other(s) – there IS such a thing as too much information.

on Boston-tea-partying..

Fence F**ker