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Run:- 1332                Date:- 29 September 2008.
Location:- Sri Nakarin Road, Bang Na
Hare:- Man Called Horse
Scribes (yes, two of them):- Lovebug and No Good Boyo

After having asked multiple people on how to do a write-up; Andrew Morrison (the Scottish supermarket magnate?) kindly informed yours truly that "nobody reads the bloody thing anyway, just try to insult people, and that's all!". well, with that advise the author has decided to grossly exaggerate.....

Monday September 29th run of Man Called Horse started out with a fairly large group, and this year it actually was dry (I was told last year's run was different..). The group started from the restaurant with the blue roof in Nakhon Nowhere, and soon took us along the local khlong. No Good Boyo informed Norriega that he was featured on the 250th run, Norriega's immediate reaction was; 'Did I look good in the picture, that's important man!'. Lem gave him a puzzled look....

Then we went along some memorable and cute little bridges, No Meat almost fell in due to exhaust from the previous 2 days on the challenging bike hash- so she said- age could start playing a role here, even for wonderwoman!

Neil seemingly on steroids also (as opposed to Tickler the week before) surged to the front, never to be seen again until the final end....where he was seen eating snacks and complaining about the tough Bike Hash that he had completed succesfully....The usual group of FRB didn't disappoint expectations, and took the "L" option, L for Losers that is. The smarter and larger part of the pack opted for the "M" option, M for Morons. Ajaarn Khee Mao came from around the corner running in the opposite direction of where the losers had just headed. I was looking at past reports for inspiration and liked the following quote (it could have been last monday's run easily....:)

Me to AKM: Hey, why are you backtracking? Weren't you just on trail?
AKM: No
Me: But I saw about 5 people run in the direction you just came from.
AKM: They, like about 80% of hashers, are absolute idiots, and they have no idea where they're going.

And with that, he ran down a Soi to my left and disappeared.

Jumpstart saved the day, by asking a fellow Thai for directions...  After running along the khlong, we entered a muddy field that seemed to last a long long time, and resembled a Thai traditional swamp including all the festations and germs and bacteria that one can imagine festering there......Andrew Morrison, ever the gentleman, picked up the shoe that the lovely cinderella (Lovebug) lost whilst trying to charmingly pass the swampy area as soon as humanly possible....and then came a whooosshhhhh; oh no! it was Steve Furst, picking up his pace whenever he saw another hasher and off he went into the far distance. The swampy and muddy area was finally done and we were back on the road. Then we headed with a loop onto the beer, which tasted great so I have been told. All in all it was a great and memorable run, thanks to Man Called Horse.

And now according to a reliable source namely NGB:
As the circle was about to be called by Hon JM 'Tickler' the last remaining hasher came in - in a pink taxi. Yes it was the man who knows the area well, was not lost, but just went astray. The taxi ride back took 30 mins apparently via Nation Tower- but what the hell, we were all glad to see Ajarn KM! We had down downs for the hare 'MCH'. Three positive reports of indivual runs. Spinning Dwarf on his 3km stroll, No Good Boyo on the medium bit and Shuteeve for the long (ish) run. There was one visitor but she had already left. Neil and Linda lookalikes were brought in for leaving early and look alike they did (Bog Diver and Na!). NGB was dragged in for having injured both knees, apparently on the Saturday Hash, but there was some speculation that it could have been a nasty, very nasty rug burn. No more missionary positions for a while boyo!!

We had a Kruschev lookalike in for slapping his shoe on the table 30 years ago (MCH of course) and Sugar Daddy in for Paul Newman's dad "what we have here is a failure to communicate". Sugar Daddy like Paul Newman, initially hamstrung by those piercing blue eyes and matinee idol features, deliberately sought out more challenging, anti-heroic parts that ensured his career outlasted many of his contemporaries.

Well that was 1967 and out of the assembled bunch only Sugar Daddy was around in the US at that time. But then MCH brought onto the stage a fan (no, the rotating kind!) which was much appreciated, notably drying out AKM's damp running gear. We had a few unlikely candidates for POTW led by a Lena Jang lookalike in the shape of 'Jumpstart'. The difference is 'Jumpstart' can swim!! However, even though the field was strewn with females of the contradictory gender, the POTW went to that guy with the ginger hair "son of Ancient Orange" for being a bit rather too anti-democractic (answering back) in the circle not knowing what a Panaman Hat was and being unable to distinguish between a love bite and a birth mark. But let us give praise where it is due, the litre of beer was quaffed back without a pause - nice one son.

We looked for 'social drinking' but the hare was at the middle of the table already eating, so we were shamed into joining him early. But what a good meal it was and we have to thank 'MCH' for his generosity.

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On Monday 29 September we had 17 Harriers, 8 Harriettes, 0 new boots and 1 visitor, total = 26.  Returners included Jeanine Souren and Lem Morgan.

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