The representing hare on the bus was nervous when the bus driver made his own way to the A-site. When the bus turned to the right instead of the left on Sukhumvit we saw a despairing face on the virgin Hare knowing only one way to the run. The bus driver takes the first road to the left and then to the left again and we were on the way straight to 36, driving on the new “Railway Road”. After some curves we drove into the very new and good A-site.
The circle was called, and GM Spaghetti Head was putting Are You Sure into the Bucket for being too “big mouthed”. Knowing that being big mouthed is not something you can cure with ice, he will properly be sitting there next Monday also.
Hare, F.Dog and Stinky Sloppy informed the circle about the run which included barking dogs and grazing cows. The pack went off and the first walkers were approaching the A-site after 25 minutes, followed by the front-runners after 40 minutes. Fini and returnee Rob Tonge were heading straight for the packets of chips and the fruit on the beer truck. A good run, with a promised 800 meters full up with cows and two barking dogs on the horizon.
The time spent before the circle did start was filled with chatting made up by 6 groups. Two Thai groups with Isan and Lao food, one American group with blue plastic stools, one group from the Jungle hash with sheep lager stools with PJH written on. One group of Norwegians with their own outdoor camping stools. And the last group “The Black Sheep” on “white” stools, a self appointed group which the sun not always has been shining on, but today they were floating in cheese and champagne! The rest of the pack was standing close to the beer truck waiting for the circle.
Raffle time in English and Thai with Seaman Swallow. Five, five, five. – Ha, ha, ha. Sir Frog on the ice for sending Tadpole back to work in their restaurant on her 300th day of Monday runs. Brought into the circle were Virgins with Sponsors and Returnees. Happy Birthday and bottoms up for Really Sadistic Bastard, soon 58.
The GM´s mentor, General Kidney Wiper was given the ice power and gave a lecture in how to walk and talk with a clear voice.
GM iced Sir Chicken Fucker, G.I.Joe, King Yao Yao along with a Lotus Supermarket story, involving talking to girls with big tits asking for lost girlfriend and wife’s.
Sir Chicken Fucker entered the circle wearing a headgear which looked like a crossbreed between WWF´s Hulk Hogan and Kermit the Frog. The Black sheep group got iced and was given a new name for the evening, such as Froggi Loggi, Wolfi Dolfi, Karambi Lambi, Pitti Litti, Cumbi Lumbi and Fini Lini.
The hares did not have a Hares song so instead CF and Barnacle Bollox sang two songs about sheep. The hares, is coming from parts of Norway where eating a sheep’s head is common. SmalaHove (smala means sheep and hove means head) is a Norwegian traditional dish, usually eaten around and before Christmas. The skin and fleece of the head is torched, the brain removed, and the head is salted, sometimes smoked, and dried, then the head is boiled for about 3 hours and served with mashed rutabaga and potatoes. F. Dog says the eyes are the best!
After Hash Hymn the bus driver took us on the same “Railway Road” back to town heading for the great foods at Jameson's Pub.
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