Shitlid showed the pack that he still has what it takes by telling an interesting joke about fruit up someones bum and then drinking his down down with gusto St Physio apologises for leaving the tasteless photo of his Melioidosed leg in the shit sheet. Somehow it escaped the Editors cut. Serious Stuff – An average pack of 34 milled around the keg until Browneye sent us off on blue and red tape at precisely 6pm. The trail went over the footbridge then followed Rapid Creek upstream to the V Shape where we crossed to the other side and continued on upstream to McMillans Road then followed the creek through the scrub to where the blue tape ended and the walkers headed back home, most arriving about 6.35pm. The runners continued on beside Rapid Creek to the back of the Airport and the chain mesh fence, then back past the Airport Resort and home. The runners were all back by 6.55pm

BACK AT THE TRAILER
Yes, we had the trailer and a Keg AGAIN!

THE BOOZE
VB Keg and Cascade Light stubbies.
THE CIRCLE
First on the ice was The General who was a bit over eager to get to the tucker. The General was followed on the ice by Browneye, who had a frozen keg at his party last Friday night.

DOWN DOWNS

The GM opened proceedings at7.39pm aided by his trusty Choirmaster, Gonzo.

New Runners – Nobody.

Returning Runners – Browneye and Tabasco’s little girl (well! not a little girl any more), Kristy. A couple of names were suggested, Hotty, Hot Bum, but we decided to let her earn her own name. Not Yet got a down down for being a returner and turning 60 in November.

Visitors – Nobody

Chook Fucker – Toejob tried to nominate Browneye for the chook but failed miserably

JOKES – Shitlid told a good one as mentioned at the start of this sheet Goose told a joke about an old rich married bloke who got someone’s daughter pregnant.

The Circle finished at 8.01 pm

THE TUCKER
Nice Chicken burgers with multigrain bread, cheese, lettuce, marge, chili sauce and Mayo.

THE HARES – Sexon & Fullbottle

on on run 1942