1997-1998
A long long time ago In a Hash Club far far away.
Well actually it was only 12 months ago and in the western suburbs. The memory is just bordering on extinction these days.
It all started when Sharpie phones me up at work (being my name sakes opposition) and asks for Xerox. A bit confusing but I got the call.
Xerox: “Hello”
Sharpie: “Gidddaaay mate how'd ya like to be G.M.”
Xerox: “OK”
Sharpie: “Call me and we’ll talk about it.”
Xerox: “OK”
I thought it was time to go sit on the bog and literally see how much shit I’d just put myself in. I decided it was fucking heaps.
With the AGM and Riverhead run so close I am looking forward to a weekend of true Nor-West style. That is to supply great food, great piss and great company to those who wish to accompany.
Without a doubt a special thanks has to go to Max The Shitter, Mrs. Max, Joe-90, Candlestick, Sniffer, Madd-on-er and Screaming Mee Mee for being on the committee.
On reflection I’d have to say that I’ve had an awesome year. There are just to many good runs to remember that you just have to look at the photos to see that. Too prove how bad and poor a Hashman’s memory is give us Mega Memory and prove that crap doesn’t work.
OnOn
And don’t forget to
Eat more Root more Drink more piss
Cause I am
Xerox
Drawing of GM on this page adapted from original drawing by Trollup