Circle Report - Run 1813
9/4/08
Mr. Potato Head & Tiger Lily
Rifle Range Rd.
Circle Report
A late minute change of venue ensured that we weren’t locked in the half way car park by the National Parks Ranger, although Mother Tongue obviously wasn’t convinced and was seen driving in there. A bus load of semen helped this run having an enormous turn out, forcing the Hares to move the On On from the Croaking Frog, which can only accommodate 2 men and a dog, to the good old faithful Red Lantern.
The Run covered some familiar territory in a different way, it had water, shiggy, hills, thorns, steps, monkeys and semen in pink skirts. Thankfully I managed to be in front of the pink skirt as we went up the 653 steps to the tree top walk, can you imagine being behind and looking up at that. Let’s not even go there. It was announced that Tiger Lily would do the sweeping, how she managed to do this I don’t know because every time I saw her she was at the front. The girl just can’t help herself!
What did we think of the Run?
Great run, well done Hares.
Next week;
The AGM run, get a free Goody Bag! Wow!! Yes please. As usual, all the guys will be hoping for a long meeting so that they can frolick in the pool drinking beer.
Virgins:
There were bucket loads of virginal semen that made all the females squirm with delight.
Visitors and Returnees:
The semen all tried to enter again but the females were having none of this used semen and kicked them out. There were visitors, too many to name here but they know who they were.
The Tutu.
There was only one candidate here, the semen in the pink skirt who not only wears the tutu proudly but pranced around the circle and posed for his fellow semen to take photos of him. Amazing what a few weeks couped up on a boat at sea can do to people. The Tits: There were no tits but the pink semen makes another entry and tries to auction off his pink knickers. There were no takers.
The Dick:
Cock Radio mentions that the semen in the pink skirt appears to be a little sexually confused as to his/her gender, therefore he may need the dick to jolt his memory.
Boo comes into sing a song, and of course there could only be one suitable song tonight. ‘We don’t want no British sailor, Yankee pay 5 dollar more….’
The birthday girls come in for a drink, Slowcum and Jackoff make a donation to the Breast cancer Awareness group and the Circle comes to an abrupt halt because the semen have drunk us out of beer.
On On On,
Scribed by Cock Radio