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THIS WEEK’S RUN : CHECKBACK
Run #1497
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Old Farts and Attitude |
Hares: Narest “Nearest & Dearest” Rattanapinanchai Location: Baan Khieng Naam Restaurant
Fritz becomes Frieda……
It was a beautiful dry and hot day in the City of angels and I was roaring to go and to have some fun & run. I was wondering how many of our athletic drinking club would make it because the night before was the infamous Hash Ball. Knowing our pack well there must have been huge amounts of beers and wine consumed on that night, so I was expecting to see some ambulances at the run site. But no way sir, this pack is well trained in consuming huge amounts of beer and wine so the turn out was rather high. (30 members plus 1 visitor actually…On Sec.)
But if the wine and beer had no influence on the pack the bloody weather must have, because already from the arrival there seemed to be problems. Some weeks ago this was announced to be a open run, but maybe to much Harrietes were still sleeping it of from the day before or shaving their legs, or went for a fanny job, because only one woman showed up.
So as this girl enters the run site some of the pack, start to complain that there is a girl there. So the leader of the bad spirited pack, a German which we will now name Fritz, is trying to show that he is the man. A very pathetic effort if you ask me, most of the pack the pack comes to the same conclusion as me. Fritz is pussy whipped at home and the only day he can show he is the man is on a Saturday. Sad, sad Fritz, having lost the war and all and being controlled by the misses at home, there seems to be no more gloom for the Fritzers at all, after loosing very badly against the Italians (4-1). Enough about Fritz, Ze Germans already get enough slag of from me.
Anyway we all jump in to the boats on to the run site, I was part of the second boat waiting on the Turd and off course Ambrose to join us a little bit to late. The run started at the other site of the river straight into the little houses left and right. From the beginning I was running like a mad man trying to follow Bushman and Hashhorn (without horn), it was like a F1 race and we kept on changing the positions.
First we caught the slower contingent of the first boat pack and they help us showing us the way, but already from the beginning the trail was quiet funny because it seemed to disappear and reappear all the time, keeping us al together. So as we are pondering over all the roads and trough a lot of banana plantations, things become clear to me why we have this funny trend in the run, Genghis was co-haring with Narest. He always has sneaky trails, always leading through banana plantations, which makes it easy for him to pass because he is hobbit height, but for the big lads it is horrible. Another thing which always came back was the booby traps, there were almost everywhere, I guess Narest wants to train the3 pack to join the army.
The run was from A to B so we kept on going passing some klongs, true banana fields, swirling from left to right. After an hour the Thai sniffer dogs come in action and they are leading the pack towards Nirvana. Thanks to the Thai contingent we get the last bit of the run covered and as I am running like a mad man I see Narest standing there, on in and then the race is on.
First dog to arrive is the Keffer dog, followed by the Burmese Python dog and a Belgian Beer dog, Others of the first group also come in after us. We decide all to say bugger off to the slower pack and so we piss off with the first boat to the lager. The boat ride trough Bangkok Noi was very nice, big thanks to the hares for that, and as we arrive at the lager I start getting in my beers and eating some of the good grub.
There was electricity in the air because the Bug, has had his four beers already by which time the Bug turns into one of those vicious moo baan dogs. There is the Bug giving a hard time to Sugar Daddy, the poor lad, but not for long. Lenscap decides none of this and shows his huge Australian Torso to the Bug. The Bug being the nasty dog takes a while to realize that you better don’t mess with a Big fecking Kangaroo and walks off - tail between legs.
The circle first praises the Hares for a good run. Well done lads. Then the GM gets in all the returners and visitors. Genghis gets his 700 run mug, ect… The GM also wisely lets Agent Orange run the circle something he was not willing to do the last times around and both GM and JM’s get a down down, fair enough. Fritz has to come in the circle for being a pansy and the GM wisely decides to have a sex change operation here and there and to change Fritz into Frieda. Well done GM, that will suit him right.
Next one in is the Hashhorn without horn. Most think he has traded the horn for a hanky panky massage at Rachadapisek. Selling the horn for a soapy soapy, not acceptable in the GM’s book so Joost also gets to drink a down down.
By this time all the dogs in the pack start to get hungry so the GM calls it quits and we all go and eat the lovely Thai food in a great setting, well done Hares.
Frieda looks a bit sad but then again, she had it coming making all the fuss for nothing.
On the way home we were involved in a hefty and heated discussion between a Dutch dog and the Turkish dog of the pack. I enjoyed those two dogs bickering, just great and it added to the high tension in the air. Now I know how it must feel to be a UN Blue helmet.
And for Frieda well life goes on, as she entered her house her wife stood their waiting with the whip, to continue her relentless pussy whipping of her new bi…….
Check out some pics from the run and Hash Ball 2006 by clicking on the following link.
http://www.bangkokhhh.blogspot.com/
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