Location: Kuang
Hare: Chu2 + jdl
Scribe: Chin Wing San
Comic: W S Chin
It was a hot, hot run. We started the run into a private equestrian club under the blazing sun. Then we cut along side an abandoned deer farm under the blazing sun. From there we cut into an orchard where Don Cheang sought shelter and relief under a shady fruit tree and helped himself to some fruits.
Then we went back into the sun again. This time Opera decided that he was tan enough and turned back.
After an hour, we went into shadier territory. We were taken up, down, left and right. We were also led up hill into a long curved trench about 2 meters wide and 4 meters deep and thoughts of a possibility of meeting up face to face with a wild boar or buffalo kept us on red alert.
Colin King’s dog got into a fight with about 20 local dogs and ended up bleeding but other than that, she’s pretty much alive. Colin, have you been watching too many kung fu movies with your dog?
First runner back was Jane T. Looks like the harriettes are taking over.
At seven-thirty sharp “circle up” was called. Circle up? That’s a new one for me. Anyway, our circle was held along a busy thoroughfare in the middle of nowhere. We were interrupted at least ten times by motorcyclists, cars and a lady driver who thought that her SUV was 4 meters wide.
Absent from the circle was our new GM, Dave S, who I was told, was still pissed from his party the night before. Apparently, it was quite a party, judging from the comments of those who attended, especially that regarding the stripper.
Moving on, to get to the On-On, we had to pass “Klang” our co-hare announced. I assumed he meant “Kuang” or else I wouldn’t have found my way to the On-On which was at the May Kheng(?) Restaurant in Taman Rahman Putra.
We had a visitor, Mohamad, of Middle-Eastern decent, who gladly accepted the on-down beer and body search by a Gwailo hasher who confirmed that the visitor was not a suicide bomber.
However, we were in the presence of a suicide bum-mer, Andy, who amputated one of the legs of his chair with his bum.
Chu2 was awarded a T-Shirt even though 3 of the 5 tables rated it a toilet seat run. A committee member mumbled something about someone not bringing along the toilet seat but I felt that he and the other male committee members wanted a peep at Chu2’s knockers.
As usual, the Gwailos shocked the local bystanders by their KNNBCCB song.
Don Cheang entertained us with his hash song which criticised the British sailor but praised the Yankee peer.
All in all it was a good Saturday Hash.
Posted by onsec at March 27, 2006 07:54 AM