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Bangkok Monday Hash House Harriers
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Run:- 1316 Date:- 9 June 2008.
Location:- Hoffman Haus, Outer Ring Road
Hare:- Weedeater
Scribe:- Man Called HorseAdmittedly it was a gamble when I packed my Adidas trail shoes Sunday evening. Slightly heavier than my normal 300 gram running shoes - but excellent in mud - would make it heavier if we were to run on tarmac or cement. So it was with some concern I trotted down the highway outside to the left of Mr. Hoffman's house where they serve German bratwurst und knuckle; also an eatery so often frequented by our esteemed chapter. As usual we dropped down the left to the path along the klong. Though Weedeater (hare) tried three times to steer us off the klong we returned again and again.
We were in very familiar territory as the area has seen more Hash runs over the years than many others. But a few walls - looking more like small Berlin walls - nothing much has changed in this area since I first explored the paths 20 years ago. Of course there was no ring road at the time, no housing estates... just rice fields and klongs all over the place. The nearby sports city Moobaan Nak Gila was also end of the road as it is today.
When we finally came to the end of the klong we turned left and quickly found ourselves running through flooded roads where kayaks had been a better mode of transport. We were tempted to run towards Unico golf course but it was a set up. A huge false trail. As the pack turned left towards home (ring road) I tried to outsmart everybody by going right... a big mistake that placed me way at the end. I only realised that it was not that bad when out of the blue came a pair of white long legs with black shorts. A man has to do what a man has to do, so I stayed patiently close behind Long Legs ensuring that the wild dogs were not coming too close. Dodic and KC were strolling on their way to the ringroad whilst Pussy Virus had caught up with all of us and put his long legs to good use. Back at the car park Chef Chaubert was cooking delicious food on some hot stones, and Captain Erik was nursing his body after the punishment his body took from setting his run a few days earlier.
"Form an oval", the GM called and we all soon packed the circle to hear his wise words. RA presenter Ajarn Kee Maw revealed that Bo Diddley, who recently was transferred to the great skies of rock 'n' roll, was in fact Norwegian. At least that was what I got out of it. We used to have a Bo a.k.a. Minus 10 and though he spoke Swedish he held a Danish passport (smart guy). Who Do You Love? Mona? I'm A Man so volunteered kind of for a down down to mark Mr. Diddley's chapter transfer.
Prick of the Week was again hardly contested but finally went to KC for using Agent Orange as a wheelbarrow, wearing an orange shirt and for letting Hash Cash Ass use his umbrella that looked like something he had bought in Toys' R' Us... if it hadn't been for the hundreds of colored meechais that were used on the material.
OnOnOn Report
The scribe did not report on the OnOnOn because he was not there. Bad move. An especially bad move considering that Hoffmann Haus is expensive with 150 Baht beers and Thai dishes at 100 Baht minimum. A call for 300 Baht per head was made before the food finished coming. That set the ceiling and we at least managed to get enough beer. Some people ordered their own German food. Once the money ran out, we retreated to the Hash Piss truck where we continued to drink at a realistic price.
The GM was notably absent at the OnOnOn because “I hate the f^%$g place and they tried to charge me 500 Baht for a broken glass last time” So there.
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On Monday 9 June we had 21 Harriers, 10 Harriettes, 0 new boots and 3 visitors, total = 34. Welcome back to returners Dodic, KC, Elen, Malinee, and Neil & Lynda.
