So who's the bloke with Rotten?

Yes, despite double-hare Egghead's best efforts to put his stamp on it, it was a Rotten Weekend.

He began it Friday night with a bit of gender-bending at the Bonnie Bar, then carried on to some trail-bending so extreme that Rotten was the last one back on Saturday's run. And not for the first time. What is it about Egghead as live hare that seems to short-circuit the slime mold that passes for RJ's brain?

For the record, it was a fine live hare run, even if we lost all hope of catching up with Eggo after the first check. The countryside was fresh -- the side of the Old Yala Rd. we almost never use -- and the checks, trails etc. all of the standard we expect from the King of SH3 hares. Though personally I thought it paled next to Sunday's effort, billed as a "zombie run" (live + dead hares) and featuring a memorable downhill bit personally hand-cut through overgrown rubber by his Yolkiness.

But back to Rotten. During the run he foolishly bet me three beers that I wouldn't get in before our esteemed Hatyai leader Palm Job. So I simply stuck with RJ himself -- I knew damn well he wasn't going to let anyone get past him -- after which as stand-in English (well, sort of) speaking GM he then had the audacity to ice me for 1) competitive running and 2) short-cutting, i.e. simply by virtue of having run alongside him. To his credit he also actually managed to give out the hash name Some Cunt, most probably to one of the visiting Batu hashers.

But that was the real story of the weekend. The 12 Batu stalwarts showed up both Saturday and Sunday and brought with them the kind of total raving loony politically incorrect pisshead hash spirit that the Malaysians seem to do better than anyone. And that was just the men . . . their women were much less inhibited. Thanks Batu, and come back soon!