When I lived in the dorm, my pledge brother and I being quite the mechanics that we were, used to love to get smashed and take apart the bathrooms. One night, drunk on cheap beer, we are in the process of taking apart a bathroom aparatus, when the o ring comes flying out and water is going everywhere, no big deal cause that was a nightly occurance. Well that wasnt our objective on this mission, and while trying to stop the water to reset this valve to go off when someone touched it, our RA walks into the bathroom. There my roomate and I stood, both of us with toolbelts on, water spraying in our faces. Good thing our RA didnt speak much english cause we told him we were trying to fix the sink and we had to go back to the room to get the right socket, and walked right past him. Another pledge brother of mine lived on our floor and he tells all the younger guys in our chapter that at night all he could hear at 4 in the mornin was me and my buddy giggling, then every once in a while he would hear a wrench or something hit the ground, us get quiet, then right back to work we went.
That really wasnt that bad, one night I got smashed, and my roomates said that I was walking apartment to apartment during one of our many block party's in nothing but my birthday suit and cowboy boots. Oh yeah and my beer mug. I dont remember that but sounds about par.
The most demeaning thing that ever happened to me was when I was in Cabell County West Virginia. (Huntington). I was there for one of the brothers bachelor party. We come in to the hotel at 4 am plowed and rowdy. The hotel management (I use that term loosely) kicked us out and called the police. So the equivilent of the entire West Virginia State police force come to our room, and ask us to leave. We did. We were outside in the parking lot when I realized I forgot my coat. I went back in, the deskclerk told me I could go get it, and when I reached the elevator it opened, the police jumped out, told me that they had told me to leave once, and cuffed me and took me to jail. Well I was in holding all night for PI, and believe it or not they put me in stripes and upstairs with the inmates. Damn. I got bored and not being bashful, I jumped in this card game with some of the thugs in there. I had no cigs to bet with so I bet my breakfast as anty, and had to raise with my lunch. I lost. I got out at 3 the next day and hadnt had anything to eat. I was the hungriest hung over kid that ever walked the earth by the time they released me. Dont go to jail in WV kids, and if you do, dont bet your meals on a card game.
Oh yeah, I farted during situps in my junior high gym class in front of about 200 kids. Just figured I would throw that in there.
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