Superbra-off Man and the attack of the giant leeches

Full moon 104: 5.4k without the checks about 6k with. Set in glorious sunshine which then gave way to a deluge that reduced the paper to a soggy mess, then let up sufficiently for the run to happen in conditions ranging from light drizzle to damp air.  The short run of about 2.5k was declared too short by newly-named Leaking Dear and Luk Long/Mucky Pup who set off in search of the in trail on the long run. They ambushed the pack about 500 meters from the end and everybody then caught up with the remains of the short run, Only a Yolk and Handjob. Gan Yao wandered in shortly afterwards. Thus the whole pack, very few of whom had actually done the same run miraculously arrived home within an envelope of about 2 minutes.

Tung Nallee provided the venue for the après run food and beer, lending us 4 karaoke maidens, and a fifth who sat in the corner with her smart phone and repulsed even Superbra-off Man's best effort at chatting her up. Others were not so immune and Sb-o Man (I get my kicks above the belt!) was later observed emerging from the back room with the most obviously gifted maiden in tow adjusting the upper half of her clothing. Mucky Pup sensing that the maidens were likely to be otherwise engaged took over the duties of beer distribution and proved remarkably efficient at accelerating the consumption rate. Meanwhile Peppered Pussy entertained us with various tuneless renditions, as the vernacular contingent declined to have fun and sat stoically outside refusing to stretch their tonsils, then abruptly departed when the food had all been eaten. PP then took umbrage and left with Mummy in the Egg-truck leaving Egghead to uphold the family honour (well, with only 200 Baht what else could he do?) Sensing the return of the rain, he walked home shortly afterwards to discover that he had been subjected to a vicious tak-attack which had left his foot a bloody mess. Others remained to entertain the karaoke maidens. Superbra-off Man and Kii Leum were noted to be dancing with them. Sadly, it seems, no one was around to capture the tender moment.

Many thanks to the ladies who provided some great food: Handjob, Superpig, City Tits and of course Only a Yolk. All in all the venture was not the success it could have been and that may cloud the possibility of repeating the attempt at melding Thai culture with nocturnal hashing. It seemed like a marriage made in heaven, but the best laid plans etc.