Run no:- 1019 Date:- 30 September 2002
Location:- The Port Hare:- Bruce 'Hash Hash' Weeks
The pack boarded a boat at Ta Rua Klong Toey as we usually do from the port. Just as the boat was speeding away from the pier the boatman spotted TQ standing despondently alone on the pier. Well he could have hardly missed him, as TQ was the only person on the pier wearing a bright pink shirt. “Fuck him” said someone, probably “Sebasthion” Lavoie, then most parroted the same expression. Unfortunately the boatman, who did not understand that form of the vernacular and had spotted another 10 baht passenger, returned to the pier. Oh well it almost worked.
The hare was seen boarding the cross-river ferry so the B location was a bit of a give away. Although potential hares should note that the same ferry goes one more pier further up river.
The boat full of hashers sped downriver and we disembarked at a small pier. Not marks were spotted!! “I heard what Bruce told the boatman” said someone “I think we should be downstream of those barges”. YES for the second time, since what seems like only yesterday, the pack had disembarked at the WRONG pier.
Not to worry. The FRB’s , whoever they were, as your scribe never saw them again, had figured this out. NAW! They were just running as usual. After some mild confusion and sheep like behaviour the pack stumbled onto the trail. The FRB’s already gone and solving checks as they ran left the out of breath pack running continuously along the concrete walkways around the park, back out onto the road and back to the Choa Paya pier. A short but OK run.
“I kept it short just for you Pam. I didn’t want you running in the dark,” explained the hare to Knickerless.
Back at the Sanitary section, after the normal post circle BS and the circle formalities the, RA “George Of The Jungle” was on a roll. TQ received his punishment for delaying the start and again for wearing pink. Joyride got at least two down downs one for returner and one for ?? Visitor Laura from Seattle or was it DC took the brunt of the punishment, then decided to join (another down down), then got prick of the week, then got named D-Cup
Or was it the other way round. Then threw beer on the GM.
Much confusion. But D-Cup had at least 5 down down’s, the last of course on her knees.
At the On On On D-Cup now on a 5 beer induced roll continually divulged into Bo Minis-10’s (probably sore today) left ear that all men in Bangkok want is 12 year old little skinny girls. D-Cup,of course being, yes you guessed it, American, single, over 30 and over 45 kilos. The Nontaburi end of the table fortunately only registered 75 decibels, but were in fine form as hecklers. “I have never been with a Thai girl less than 18”. said Alistair “BeefEater”, “Hell what’s wrong with 12” interjected Ajarn Khee Mao, “Yeah baby ,yeah” Guess who?. “If their old enough to bleed, their bleeding old enough” Annonymous “Uh” said Roberto Guzman who had walked, no make that smoked, with Hash Hash from the Sanitary Section. “Non Stop’s almost 30” yelled Mike Burgess
Apparently D-Cup, who has been here only 4 months doesn’t fancy the only guys that fancy her, namely 19-year-old taxi drivers. Hash Mom Lion King did her best to explain that all the guy’s around the table were actually nice people. That did little to quell the bio clock-ticking tirade.
Eventually D-Cup relented. “I like you Love Canal” she said (hey I’m writing this) “Because you are honest. There then followed a plethora of Honest Mike’s used car jokes from the hecklers. “Hey I’m also called Mike what’s wrong with me”? Exclaimed Mike Burgess, silence from the NH3 boys.
Apparently a similar D-Cup like outburst was heard in the Minus 10 household later that night. “ You come home late stinking beer and don’t listen to me when I’m talking to you”? “h, what? I can’t hear a thing”
Who did D-Cup come to the hash with and leave with?? What, you can’t figure it out? Why Faisal ‘Col. Gaddafi of course! He’s not 19, not Thai, and doesn’t run with Nontaburi.
