Run No. 1385 Wednesday 3rd September 2008 5.30pm

September 2008
Location:- The Homestay
The directions to the run site were very explicit – “About
1km after you cross Sri Nakarin you MUST filter left into the
frontage road……”
Our intrepid driver, Nibbles, was so busy planning the next snack that
she forgot this and we found ourselves half way to Chonburi for a mini
tour of Thailand before eventually arriving at our destination in time
for the run. On our way in we spotted Joylide, the hare, with haress(
heiress haha) Kimberley, running away from the pack. Either something
was amiss or else it was to be a live hare run. Nothing was amiss
and so we assembled to be warned by Normal that we were not to catch
the hares or else we would be severely punished.
Then it was off along the road, over fields, across klongs and through
the peaceful countryside with a gentle breeze blowing in our faces.
Only one rabid dog was spotted and he ran away when Kim tore down
a banana tree to threaten him with. Ah it’s good to be back hashing in
Thailand again. A few skillful checks meant that the front runners never
came close to the hare, although Imelda and Nibbles – short cutting –
had to hide in a bush once or twice.
The On In resounded to the slapping of thighs, cheeks and other body
parts as the mosquitoes decided to join the fun. Snacks had to be eaten
quickly as there was a shortage of cups and the snack bowls were needed
to hold beer. Normal called the circle to order, rewarded the hares
and welcomed 9 returners, 2 visitors and 1 new boot. Noriega took over
as RA and “ everyone had a really good time and it was a really good
circle” ( he said). He took a liking to Hash Flash’s hairstyle and tried
to copy the look – there should be photographic evidence somewhere.
New boot $1000 Skidmark was conned into having her tits groped
(though she didn’t seem to mind that much). Tit of the week went to a
pirate triathlete who was just desperate to get dressed up.
On Food was right there – good meal, nice setting, there were even
chairs for the old fogies who can’t sit on the floor any more. Hash Piss
was eventually able to join us after finding her car keys. It would be
better if people helping her to clear up didn’t throw EVERYTHING
into the rubbish!!
A great evening. ON ON to the next one!
Scribe: Gwen