Rumour has it that even before the run someone got lost finding the A-site, but I don’t believe it myself, it was so simple to get there that only a retard could have fucked it up. Speaking of retards, due to operational breakdown the scribe was only delegated his duties midway through the 2nd circle, so given free reign to make up more crap than usual, or maybe just scribe less.
We had three virgins today, Madeline from the Philippines, and two Thai ladies (Ampron/Jia) that were part of clan FLEECE LIFTER - described later by FUCK OFF at the On-On bar as the Waltons, but John-Boy and Mary-Ellen could speak English (of sorts, they were American) so it’s an analogy that bears no weight.
The hares – JELLLOBUTT, BEETROOT HEAD and KILT LIFTER advised in the first circle that the run would be about 8km, but this was another fallacy as incompetence or old paper (you decide which) resulted in the pack spending almost 20 minutes trying to find lost trail which was only resolved because KILT LIFTER tipped the GM to get back on track, so some ran over 11km. That being said after that it was a fine effort at short notice so well done.
So run, nibbles, drinks, 2nd circle called, laffle, blah blah blah, up to about 6.30pm, now I’ll try and give a bit more detail…. Still the GM’s circle - VV, SHES THE BOSS, SOMETHING STUPID and June were on the ice, June is described as a lively, happy bar manager from Soi Chaiyapoon, who gave us some titbits about having to pass a brown envelope to the Bandits in Brown for some trading that perhaps pushed the limits of the Covid new normal, well TIT I doubt anyone was surprised
LORD CHICKEN FUCKER took the circle and again Covid became a key theme, how many tomorrow will have Omicron was asked? I doubt very many as most of us have had it, in any case mistakenly or not LCF decided that not alcohol, but the ice was the protection/cure for Omicron and asked for volunteers who wanted treatment, GING GANG GOOLIES, BEETROOT HEAD and LCF took a hopeful down down. Next it was the anti-icers – SHIT ON MY CHEST, GGG (again), SOMETHING STUPID, BALLRINGER, and a couple more who took their medicine.
A late returner to the A-site MY GIRLFRIEND KNOWS I’M GAY, and his better half THE GREAT NIT were put on the ice, LCF had told her earlier that he hoped MGKIG didn’t come back so that TGN could come home with him, alas it’s another time he’ll have to stick it to his poultry. LADY SQUEEZE MY TUBES was iced for finding MGKIG and preventing LCF from an alternative dessert.
GM’s circle - Zack, a visitor from North Carolina, who was noted to have been as quiet as a mouse until about 6pm came into the middle multiple times, by now with a belly full of the amber he would have made Speakers Corner in Hyde Park, although we think it was an English dialect but translated comments that came out were “Steers and Queers” and “Squeal like a pig”. Fun guy hope to see you again.
SPERM POLLUTER our awards master had made an early exit to do his make-up for the On-on, so the GM recognised KILT LIFTER for his first hare after just a small number of runs, and JELLOBUTT for his 5th hare, JB first ran with the Pattaya HHH in 1987 so this was a milestone that was achieved in a leisurely manner, but appreciated all the same well done.
The hares were iced and one of our lead singers MR BEAN gave a rendition of a Bum Titty diddy that involved group participation, followed by the final down-down, and the hash hymn lead by BALLRINGER and BEN 10. Then it was off to Hustlers to get a few quick drinks and food in before the latest new normal restrictions kicked in.
On-On! Fleece Lifter