Hares: Scandinavian Gang of 3
Nations Day Run OR ,,,,,,,,,,,,,What the F&%k did you bring for me to eat?
Love Boat being one of the hares today, walked around the A site surveying the various fine cuisines being offered on this Nations Day hash feast, She interviewed various hashers gone chef for the day. Here are some out takes of her interviews:
Walking over to the English table Love Boat saw Delboy pouring out shot glasses of Glenkinchie 12 year old whiskey for all to sample,
LB: Delboy you brought whiskey to the hash? I thought you were sober.
DB: Sure am, nearly 2 years now.
LB: How's that working out for you?
DB: Boring as hell.... but sometimes amusing.
LB: Oh really, how so?
DB: Well take last night for example. I had a dream. I was in my condo when God paid me a visit. "God why are you here?" I said.
God replied, "Delboy, I've come here to share with you some good news and some bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"
I remember feeling a bit surprised so I replied, "I like to hear the good news first."
"Ok" says God, "The good news is that there is an A.A. group in heaven."
I was startled "That’s great news. What’s the bad news?"
God smirked, "The bad news Delboy is you're chairing tonight's meeting."
Love Boat then rambles over to the Scottish table where wee Really Sadistic Bastard and Dirt Loony are serving up some minced animal intestines and jelloshots.
Love Boat: So Dirt Loony I hear you bought a new condo how's that working out?
DL: Not too good I tell ya. One neighbor keeps threatening to kill me and the other neighbor doesn't stop banging his head against the wall. It's horrible.
LB: Oh, don't you worry. Just ignore them.
DL: Aye, that I do. I just keep playing my bloody bagpipes.
Next, Love Boat solemnly migrates to the American table:
LB: Hey Fag Hacker, question for ya. What's does having sex in a canoe and Budweiser beer have common?
FH: (while fumbling with his band aid on his boo boo), I haven't any idea?
LB: They're both fucking close to water.
FH: Hey, we're not serving Budweiser here, this is all American yogurt. Yogurt and America are almost the same thing.
LB: That's impossible, If you leave yogurt alone for 300 years it develops a culture.
Lastly, Love Boat meanders to the French who are all huddled about sitting on poofta pink chairs gabbing amongst themselves.
LB: So a...Bon Jour Frogs, ...ummmm...did you know...I mean not to be forward or anything...but taaaaa, yea, well, ummmm, today is Nation's Day and we all brought food to share around the circle. I noticed you're all gathered about in your own party eating snails.
Frog Man responds: .ldhnvkhnlh;lnhlknaldnv;lnhsf;ndvnd;vndanv;cnv;anv;dnvcnv lnd....
LB: Ah, Dirty Pussy, Can you translate please?
DP: Sure, he said we eat snails cause we don't like fast food.
(sound of trombone in the background "wa wa wa waaaaa)..
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