Thunder, lightening, floods, god’s wrath once again descended upon PH3. The saga began with an epic journey, the few braving waves of sewage breaking over the baht buses en-route to the run. Meanwhile VV is tempted by the devil in police uniform (what else) to quit his A site, forsaking the age old remedy of MONEY, saint VV screams ‘get away from me foul beast’, and other lines from the exorcist. Later, at the new A site, VV does a deal and sets run minus soul.
Hellboy puts in a brief appearance at A site, promises RA spot and promptly disappears. Wank-King’s Wanker introduces the hare and VV leads the pack, via a 400m detour, to the run start. Robbing Bastard appropriately dressed as a pirate. Left at the first check, down to the lake, left at the next check, tapioca bashing and straight on at the next two checks in the company of Mrs Head to the Walk/Run split. Que attack of the wasps, Honey Bear and Try-a-Fuck both stung on the arse, queue forms to suck poison from Honey Bear, Try-a-Fuck crawls off to die somewhere.
Now something strange and exotic happens, the scribe breaks the next two checks front stumbling in the company of Marathon Man across pot holed Tapioca fields and khlong beds. At the next check Try-a-Fuck, brain eaten away by wasp venom, calls On-On left, Steptoe finds paper straight ahead and ON-ON to the next check. Aaaagh! The check is broken by short cutters, a major sin the gods of hashing shall not forgive. Moreover, the broken check is pointed in the wrong direction seriously fucking the pack. More pot holes and a fast flowing khlong later Lone Wolf enquires why I am running close behind him, I slip stream trucks when I’m driving, same same you. On-In for long hike along road to A site.
The Circle:
VV iced by both Wank-King’s Wanker and Emperor Airhead is extolled for run making prowess in face of biblical floods and subsequent feeding of the five thousand post hash. Verdict good walk, exceedingly good run.
Wank-King’s Wanker ices Cuckoo Cock (talking)
Emperor Airhead ices Tampax (new lighting) and BB for his (in)sensitivity in dealing with first time visitors. Subsequently, ices Karamba for going veggie and drinking juice extracted from Gorilla weed, Karamba’s new squeeze named Running Deer.
Wank-King’s Wanker summons Steptoe to give evidence in the prosecution of Karamba and Vaseline Thighs for short cutting ahead of the pack & breaking a check (in wrong direction). VT has skipped town and is sentenced in his absence. Karamba caves and throws himself upon the mercy of the court (silly boy), the hash vote Karamba the bucket, all but Bottomless Pit who is iced for being a toady. With much wailing and gnashing of teeth Karamba’s assets go deep freeze.
Wank-King’s Wanker ices Mental Disorder for sitting in circle MD whinges justification of bad knee. Lone Wolf offers services as defence attorney and is instantly iced. MD recounts tales of Ballringer (Wendy) falling off bus, pissed last week and being rendered intimate assistance by Irene before being carried home by ‘his boyfriend’ RSB (wee Jimmy). Incidentally, appointing Jimmy beer police this week is akin to giving an arsonist a box of matches, it was one for you and one for me all night.
Steptoe iced Honey Bear and Tri-a-Fuck over wasp sting incident, all wasps stinging Tri-a-Fuck died.
Sir MC ices all Aussies, for being Aussies, also ices RSB, Phillip, Cabbage Head and 2 Flips for being Lunatics. Subsequently, ices Banka Blower and Tri-a-Fuck for recommending lice ridden hotel in Angeles.
VV takes to the ice and Honey Bear grinds out some John Denver on guitar, Sir MC dances cheek to cheek with Wendy and an exceedingly pissed RSB attempts to flirt with the scribe.
Back on the bus, tempest over, Seal Sucker is disquieted by apparent amorous overtures RSB to Turd Burglar whilst sat between them. And to cap it all BB has an argument with God.
ON-ON
Steptoe