S3H3#102 Superman Day in D7 Run
Friday, June 12th, 2026 7:30pm
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, Heaven
All true hashers go to D7
Some fly east
Some fly west
Some might say Pineapple Whore’s trails are the best!
And speaking of flying: “Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No, it’s Pineapple Whore at it, again (pronounce: uh-GAYN, otherwise it doesn’t rhyme with plane).
Come join Pineapple Whore as we meander through parts of D7 previously unseen. It will absolutely, 100%, not live up to your expectations. It might, HOWEVER, exceed your expectations (if they’re low).
A to B trail:
Point A: 7-11 https://maps.app.goo.gl/3koRdg3NVb8oZMSV7
7-Eleven – Novotel Hotel – Quận 7
Novotel 2, Đường C, Tân Mỹ, Hồ Chí Minh 700000, Vietnam
B Point: ??? MYSTERY
🧑🏼🦼Walk: 4 km
👨🏻🦯➡️Run: 8 km
Beer stop: Absolutely
📅 Check-In: 7pm for alcoholic libations and general horseplay
🚀 Departure: 7:30 pm
🐰 Hare: Pineapple Whore
💰 Hash Cash:
Yes, you should bring Hash Cash.
On On! 🍻🏃♂️
S3H3#102 Superman Day in D7 Run Friday, June 12th, 2026 7:30pm Hare: Pineapple Whore
The hare had been scouting and preparing this trail for months, for MONTHS. He braved the Saigon heat to set the trail. The hare tried to entice as many runners as possible to show up with beautiful pictures of roadside garbage, construction pits, a urinal that was the only evidence that there ever was a restaurant at that particular location at a particular point in time, and an old rancid chair in an empty lot positioned in between two low rises.
With a full bladder, the hare arrived at the designated 7-11 looking desperately for facilities to relieve himself. All to no avail. Kinky Jesus spotted our hare dashing out of the drinking establishment to a fancy restaurant across the street in an attempt for the hare to not soil himself.
Upon his return, Dick Pic and Kinky Jesus were waiting for the hare with the Mongarian to arrive shortly. ATM showed up ready to run the trail. The waiting, as always, was on our illustrious GM, who quite literally had egg on his face after consuming a boiled chicken egg. Piss Bath was gung-ho to run but changed his mind after slurping up a beer. ATM followed suit and with that domino theory was proven to be very real.
This Motley Crew of hashers now being complete, they embarked on their Odyssey to point B. A location that at that point was still being kept tightly under wraps.
On the way, the rain forced this brave band of hashers to have an impromptu beer stop. ATM and the hare purchased low-calorie beer because they’re fancy girls. The rest of the hashers drank normally and helped relieve Kinky Jesus of his potato chips problem.
After nearly 90 minutes of meandering through before-unseen alleys (one had a dying man in it who, at the time of us passing, had already gone to bed), underpasses, and markets, we arrived at point B.
Point B was an empty “German” beer place in a newly built apartment complex on the edge of District 7. ATM even shared with the hare that he had a friend who lived there; it was very riveting stuff.
The hare, however, threw a bit of a hissy fit when he heard the music they were playing in this fine establishment. He was ready to call it a night but was persuaded to calm down, and the staff relinquished control and YouTube privileges were transferred to us. The hare played lounge music, which annoyed the other hashers when they noticed it after 30 minutes.
Sausages were ordered but never arrived because, as a “German” bar, they were, of course, out of sausages. Fries and some other stuff were eaten. Music was played into the wee hours of the middle to late evening; they cheered, they sang, they had a circle, they laughed and cried. It had nothing to do with Superman.
Present were: Pineapple Whore, Kinky Jesus, Dick Pic, ATM, the Mongarian, and Piss Bath