Run:- 2063, 10 July 2023
Location:- Bang Kruay, Zab Ozone
Hare:- Matthew C

Run started at the fancy restaurant Zub Ozone in the sticks of Bang Kruay, with plenty of space for cars, pisstruck, Hashers hanging around, some from midafternoon and the circle. Luckily the rain of cats and dogs over Bangkok earlier in the day had stopped.

Our GM-teacher called the circle to start the run, but surprisingly allowed us to stand in a half circle, different from the otherwise normally strictly enforced full circle as we had a big fungi infested wall in front of us, acting as a blackboard with some chalk scribbles on it. Our GM seemed to think that now was the time to inject some quality knowledge into the Hash pack, some with self-inflicted memory loss from too many rounds of amber fluid over their century of Hashing.

So after a short and sweet introduction by the hare the GM gladly allowed Granny Tits to give us a lesson for the next 15 minutes about the highlights of the run site, such as the Fred Flintstone Theme Park that never opened, the replica of the "Fuket" limestone formation discovered by James Bond, and double arrow, XX CFH and FTE markings and about the extremely friendly and trained dogs roaming the area.

Off the pack went,--- hold on Granny Tits shouted out I forgot to tell about the colors of the paper markings and the arrows, but too late the pack had already spread out like a red ant attack.

Run mostly on concrete roads and in narrow lanes some along klongs, FRBs disappeared quickly never to be seen again, except Boob-A-Lube who strayed off.

Back at the run start ready for the circle, it was realized that latecomer Joylide was missing, anyway after waiting 15 minutes GM called the circle and few minutes laterJoylite turn out of the dark.

Called into the circle for Hash offences, Handcreame for moving FT marking forward, hare Matthew for going with his friends to Hua Hin in the weekend and letting his mom and dad do the rekeying, Joylite for chatting up Checkless, Codpiece for forgetting his girlfriend Sue at the dock and setting off for a dinner cruise without her and trail master Granny’s Tits for forgetting to line up hares.

Finally our American visitor 'Cums when squeezed' was overwhelming voted as the POW for being forgetful and wearing fancy leg sleeves.

Excellent dinner and thanks to the hare (and dad) for sponsoring.

Final act, of another joyful Hash run evening, GM showing off her skills of fitting into a baby chair.