It was nine years ago this month, June 22, 2002 to be exact, that your correspondent celebrated his half-century by buying a parang and laying what, in retrospect, was a pretty crappy run. Its main feature was that it was good and long, taking advantage of the fact that it was the longest day of the year so there would be plenty of daylight for the stragglers.
Within a few years, the Beavershot Birthday Run, as it was originally called, had morphed into the Midsummer Monster, and at least some of them have been fairly monstrous. In fact the one just two years ago in 2009, a four-part epic set by Rotten, Last Lover, and Rickdickulous, still proved itself worthy of the name. It even contributed a new lexical feature to all future maps of Songkhla, the infamous Fat Belly Pass.
But in general our tastes seem to have moderated. Most of us no longer seek out prolonged pain and suffering (though we still sometimes get it, like a couple months ago on Khao Luang), and most recent Monsters have been pretty mild. You know, like the year we were invited to “feel the monster inside” Egghead’s underpants. Ewww!
So with the return of the mantle to Beavershot this year, what will it be? A delightful easy romp over hill and vale, or a miserable endless slog through the worst the big Hatyai hill can offer?
We’re not talking. But we can reveal that this year’s event will take place on Saturday, June 25th, and will start from a rather unique runsite located at N07 01.713' E100 32.084'. No doubt our resident master of misdirection can and will give you more descriptive instructions when the time comes. All you need to know for now is that our theme is “In Search of the Wild Beaver: Exploring the Tall Pines and Deep Canyons”. Tired of the same old tame, domesticated beaver? Come take a run on the wild side!
Hmmm, I make that somewhere near the Khyber Pass but then I am directionally challenged and I'm probably holding the map up the wrong way.
ReplyDeletePoint of order here though, I seem to remember that the underpants in question were jointly ordained by Thee and me, and although I know that you're not strong in the underpants department, as in you don't wear any, you disgusting Russeauesque pervert, any slanderous comments about the contents of my underpants (which may or may not be accurate) must equally apply to the tall pines and deep canyons in the nether regions of your anatomy!
While I may have signed off on the underpants idea, I think you'll recall that the motto was all yours. And "Ewww" isn't slander, it's just an ejaculation.
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