Amusing/funny chapter antics

[SWTXBelle]

We need to lighten up a little, so I thought I'd start a thread about college shenanigans. So, what's the funniest story you have from your college days?

I was vastly amused by the Kappa Sigs stealing our water. Their house was next to ours (it has since been torn down) and not in great shape. They didn't pay their water bill, so were without water. They snuck over to our house and attached a hose to our outdoor faucet, ran it over the yard and into their house. Gotta give 'em credit for creativity!

When I was a pledge, all "pranks" the actives wanted to pull had to be approved by our pledge trainer. We planted the idea of having the pledges go to the actives' houses and having to sing. What the actives didn't know is that we had a prank of our own planned. It was Friday afternoon, and after the pledges sang their song, one of us would go to the bathroom and steal the actives' make-up. At one house a sister noticed that some things had been taken, and threw herself on top of my car, demanding we return it. We gave her a few things back, but kept an awful lot of her stuff. We then called the actives and said "We're the pledges of Gamma Phi, we're the pledges and we say hi!" We then invited the actives to the house to pick up their things, and then all went out. It was great. Alas, it could never be done today. I'm all for risk management, but I can't help but wax sentimental over fun times like that.

[ForeverRoses]

The Pike house was across the street from ours (and the Phi Mu house was next to the Pike House). Well, the Pikes didn't want to pay a cable bill, so they had run a cable from their house to the Phi Mu house. I guess it had been there for several years before it was discovered. Anyway, once it was discovered the Phi Mu's corporation board refused to let the Pike's continue to steal their cable, so in the middle of the night, a bunch of Pikes decided to run a cable across the street to our house. Since it had to go across the street, it had to be elivated, so it was pretty funny to see these guys try and string the cable (and yes, dangerous, but we were college kids and invinceable). I assume it has since been discovered, but I remember going back to Athens in 1999 and the fat black cable (that didn't look too professional) was still strung across the street.

One that I wasn't part of but I always thought was inapropriate but funny-- we have a song "It Only Takes A Spark"- well during retreat they did a fake pinning circle only instead of passing a candle they passed a condom that was blown up like a balloon and sang "It Only Takes One Sperm" and then someone popped the condom with a pin.

[banditone]

A buddy and I snuck into the Theta's chapter room and made off with a composite, and several wall plaques. We came to our senses and gave them to our gf's to take back (theta's at the time).

Behind our houses is the football practice field. They had some huge scaffolding that they used to film practice. One drunken evening about 15 of us climbed that baby like it was Mt. Everest. We had backpacks on full of beer. Campus security finally came as we were singing quite loudly and told us to get down. We all did in record time, except for one active at the very top. He complained that he was way to drunk to climb down right then. I'm pretty sure he made it down at some point.

Needed more beer for a impromptu party behind the house. About 4 brothers took a members jeep cross campus to get beer. I mean, really across campus, we didn't touch a road. On the way back we got busted by campus security as our driver didn't know how to 4wheel us up the stairs in front of the drama building. They "confiscated" our beer. About a week later the campus security officers came to our house to ask my friend to tell the dean they didn't take our beer. He slammed the door in their faces. (they got fired )

[33girl]

The Theta Chis stole our kitchen clock. This is funnier now than it was at the time.

We heard thru the Greek phone-grapevine that the cops were coming to fine anyone who had "property of this or that dairy" orange crates and hitting all the sorority houses, so we took all our books out of them and hid the crates in the outside storage area of our house we never knew we had until then. Again, this is funnier now than it was at the time.

[SWTXBelle]

banditone, I have this image of the drunk active . . .still up there.

And somehow this is becoming the "interesting things fraternity men have stolen from your sorority house" thread!

[banditone]

SWTX, don't you worry about him. I saw him at this past years homecoming. He got down fine - and is a lawyer now. Never woulda guessed it.


- More stealing: I remember sitting on top of the house drinking and looking out over the football practice field at night, and seeing the silhouette of the giant letters "Pi", then a "Kappa", and finally the "Alpha" going across the far end of the field. Our pledges had stolen the Pike letters (they were HUGE) and took them over to sorority row and put them in the street.

[modorney]

When a builder puts up a house in the cold season, it's a challenge to grow a green lawn. They use a grass seed called "winter rye" that grows and stays green in cold weather, when the regular grass won't sprout.

A bunch of students at Texas A+M went to the U-Texas football field, one night, and sprinkled the rye seed in a pattern. It went unnoticed, but after a few rains and a few weeks, the A+M logo came out, bright green, against the dull background.

[SOPi_Jawbreaker]

Sorry this is kinda long. We don’t really do pranks or stealing of other GLO’s stuff. But we have had some crazy adventures, especially if it’s any trip with me in charge (like the time one of my sisters asked me to pick her up from the airport and we ended up getting a flat tire). The craziest one was when three of my sisters (P, B, and Y) and I were going to San Francisco. The cheapest flight we could find was flying out of Dulles airport. So I had to rent a car to drive us from State College to Dulles. Everything just kept going wrong.

First, I didn't check my credit card balance until mere hours before I have to pick up the rental car. I’m almost at my credit limit, so I quickly submit an online payment and then call American Express to find out how long it's going to take to process the payment. They tell me it's going to be 24-48 hours. I then call up Enterprise to see if this is going to be a problem when they do authorization and paperwork. They said it would be a problem, so I make P go with me to Enterprise so we can use P's card for authorization. However, P has a debit card and they won't take that. So P and I begin calling up all the 21+ sisters with cars to see if any of them can drive to Enterprise and use their card for authorization. After half an hour of freaking out and acting like a total spaz because we're getting nowhere, I ask the guy to just try my card....and of course, lo and behold, it goes through.

So we get the car and we get everyone and we're ready to go, but we're running late. We start out jokingly yelling at each other, but then it kinda escalates. Finally, I get everyone to settle down. Then the next drama unfolds...the MapQuest directions were horrible. They had me going on all these small local roads, and I'm stuck behind all these cars and I can't pass them because it's only one lane. Finally, we get on a larger road and we're on our way...though VERY, VERY much behind schedule...so I was driving fast the whole way. However, the directions were confusing as hell. We had no idea where we were supposed to go...missed a few exits that we were supposed to take...narrowly missed a car or two...accidentally got into the EZPass lane and ended up just driving through it, with the light flashing "TOLL NOT PAID" in red letters...didn't realize I needed gas until the needle was at "E".

Finally, we get to DC and we're driving along and we see planes...good sign, right? NOOOOOO, we ended up going to Ronald Reagan Airport instead of Dulles Airport. So we ask for directions to Dulles...it's 40 minutes away!!! We're cutting it REALLY close now. We get there and we have to cross the long-ass walkway to get from the parking lot to the airport entrance. The whole time, we're all hoping and praying that the flight is delayed. Of course, it isn't. We get to the check-in counter 20 minutes before take-off time. One of the ladies then escorts us through security, but then B is stopped and pulled aside and patted down. When they're done, we're like throwing her flip-flops and her bags at her and we take off running. I'm running way ahead of everyone else so that I might be able to tell them to hold the plane. We have to run down a long-ass flight of stairs, then across the long-ass hallway with moving sidewalks, and then up a long-ass flight of stairs. I was so out of breath. Halfway up the stairs, I hear the call for our flight. I get to the top of the stairs and am booking it down the hall to our gate, which of course is at the very end, when they announce final boarding call for our flight. I get to the gate and tell them I have three sisters coming too. I try to wait at the gate for them, but the flight attendant was like "Excuse me, miss, you need to board the plane and take your seat immediately!" I get on the plane and sit down. I’m panicked that the flight attendants won’t wait for my sisters. I’m ready to stand up and make a ruckus if they try to pull away without my sisters. In hindsight, this would have been a very stupid move…especially in our post-911 world. Luckily, they wait for my sisters. B, P, and Y board and take their seats. Thankfully, the rest of the trip goes smoothly.

On the return trip, we made sure to arrive at the San Francisco airport with plenty of time. Well since we were early, of course, our flight was an hour delayed.

[SOPi_Jawbreaker]

I thought of two other stories. They're not really antics but just funny stuff that's happened to me.

One time, my big sis invited everyone over to her apartment to pre-game before we all headed out to a social. Some of the girls were straightening their hair and putting on make-up at my big's apartment. The rest of us had already gotten ready and were drinking and watching tv. Suddenly, I feel kind of a breeze on my butt. I'm like "WTF?" Then I realized I had split my pants. I borrowed a pair of track pants from my big and went all the way across campus back to my apartment to change. Luckily, it happened at her place and not at the social.

Another time, we were in a meeting and one of my sisters was speaking, so we were all listening to her. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the sister next to me giving me a "WTF?" look. I look at her and she points to my shirt and whispers "What happened?". I look down. Half my shirt is wet. I'm trying to figure out what happened. Then it dawns on my. My water bra has sprung a leak. I explain to her what happened and quickly pull on my jacket. She's completely cracking up but trying to do it quietly so as not to disrupt the meeting. Luckily my second wardrobe malfunction also happened when it was sisters only.

[honeychile]

A few of y'all may have heard this one:

When I was in school, there was a lifesized portrait of whomever the dorm was named for in the lobby of each dorm. The all-sorority dorm, Amos Hall, had Miss Thyros Amos (c.1920) in our lobby, and catty-corner across the quad, Chancellor Holland was in Holland Hall's lobby.

During finals one year, the TriSigs decided to "borrow" Miss Amos & were bragging about it. A few of my sisters pulled a raid and kidnapped Miss Amos, leaving a ransom note that they would return her for Chancellor Holland. We put the (heavy!) portrait above the sofa in the informal living room - where the Study Break Bar was located. While we were all taking our nightly study break, the TriSigs kidnapped Chancellor Holland, and once they got to their floor, they pushed our floor number.

The next thing we knew, my little and I were sitting under the portrait (we had taped a party hat, confetti, and and ADPi paper pin on her by this time) when the police arrived. One immediately yelled, "We're here for the stolen painting!" while the other policeman behind him stared at the combination of 6-8 half-dressed sorority women & a painting with goofy things on it. I said, "Painting? What painting?" The officer said, "Someone stole the portrait of Chancellor Holland!" I said, "Chancellor Holland? Haven't seen him. Isn't he in Holland Hall?" Everyone else was shocked at how calm I was. The police said that there was a group of women who had taken Chancellor Holland, the last button pushed on the elevator was for our floor, and they had a witness to the theft. Someone else reminded the police that the laundry room was on the floor above us, and EVERYONE in the dorm had to come to our floor to get to the laundry room. They left unhappily.

Quickly, we got the painting down, under a bed, and our crest back up in its place, then sat down in the exact same places. The same police men came up, insisting we had Chancellor Holland, while the one looked at the crest above my little & my heads and scratched his head.

It ended up that the description of the "thieves" was "Uh, one was tall and one was short, and they wore bandanas." Duh! We all had to put our coats on, with bandanas, and had a photo lineup (not knowing that the TriSigs were also having the same thing done!). "Andy & Barney Fife" weren't happy that we kept giggling throughout the whole thing. Technically, we didn't get arrested & booked, but we had to report in until the TriSigs gave up Chancellor Holland - and two sisters did have to go to the police station (one was tall, one was short!). It made for some good campus gossip, and I still have photos of the "Lineup"!

That's the truth and nothing but!

[SOPi_Jawbreaker]

My freshman year, I lived in Holland Hall. I wasn't Greek at the time, but my friends and I did have some antics.

After watching Patch Adams, we decided to recreate the balloon-filled room for our friend Amy's birthday. We went down to a party store in the strip district and bought a big bag of balloons (300 balloons I think). Our friend Missa had a single on the 7th floor, so we decided to blow up the balloons there and just call Amy downstairs. Since it was a single, the room would look really full of balloons. Since Amy was a math major, Missa pretended to need help with math homework and asked her to come downstairs. After we suprised her and sang happy birthday to her and had cake, Missa wanted the balloons out of her room. So we stole trash bags from the bathroom and filled them up with the balloons and took them to Amy's room on the 10th floor. We spread the balloons all over the room and she kept them there for a few day, until her bitchy roommate complained. Since their room was right across the hall from the elevator, we just held open the elevator doors and kicked all the balloons into the elevators.

Since there were little kitchens (with stove/oven) in the dorms, we decided to have a dinner party. We borrowed a large folding table and a bunch of chairs from the lounge on the 11th floor, and we brought them downstairs to Amy's room for our sit-down dinner party. The guest of honor was Missa's violin teacher's boyfriend who read "Winnie the Pooh" to us after dinner.

At the end of the year, there was a suggestion box in the lobby for ways to improve Holland Hall. We filled the box up with ridiculous suggestions for luxury items, and I also made a suggestion to let gay men move into Holland Hall so it would still be a place where girls felt safe but we'd still have some cute guys to look at.

[banditone]

Need some more fraternity stories up in here!!!!

[DSTCHAOS]

Originally Posted by SWTXBelle

When I was a pledge, all "pranks" the actives wanted to pull had to be approved by our pledge trainer. We planted the idea of having the pledges go to the actives' houses and having to sing. What the actives didn't know is that we had a prank of our own planned. It was Friday afternoon, and after the pledges sang their song, one of us would go to the bathroom and steal the actives' make-up. At one house a sister noticed that some things had been taken, and threw herself on top of my car, demanding we return it. We gave her a few things back, but kept an awful lot of her stuff. We then called the actives and said "We're the pledges of Gamma Phi, we're the pledges and we say hi!" We then invited the actives to the house to pick up their things, and then all went out. It was great. Alas, it could never be done today. I'm all for risk management, but I can't help but wax sentimental over fun times like that.

Pledges playing pranks on actives? That wouldn't have gone over well.

I'll post later if I can think of something that outsiders would consider funny.

[honeychile]

Originally Posted by SOPi_Jawbreaker

My freshman year, I lived in Holland Hall. I wasn't Greek at the time, but my friends and I did have some antics...

At the end of the year, there was a suggestion box in the lobby for ways to improve Holland Hall. We filled the box up with ridiculous suggestions for luxury items, and I also made a suggestion to let gay men move into Holland Hall so it would still be a place where girls felt safe but we'd still have some cute guys to look at.

I have the apartment layouts from when the Quad was the Schenley Apartments, and learned a LOT from them. One of these days, I'll get them scanned, if you'd like to see them. The people were such snobs!

[SOPi_Jawbreaker]

Oh, I didn't know they used to be apartments. It would be interesting to see how the buildings were like before they were turned into dorms.


On another note, I thought of one more story. Last one, I promise. A couple years ago, we were at Thon to support and cheer on our sisters that were dancing. Most of us were up by the fence, but Q was behind us playing catch with a boy. The boy was probably around 12 and they were just throwing a little Nerf football back and forth. Well, Q's aim went a little off to the right and hit me in the shoulder. So I go to throw the football back to her but intend to hit her in the shoulder. Since she's quite short, I aim low. However, my aim is also about a foot and a half off to the right. I had hit some middle-aged man in the crotch. I was both mortified and trying not to laugh. I yell out "Sorry" and turn away in embarrassment and to cover my laughing. The man's wife is sitting in the bleachers right near me. She saw the whole thing and was completely cracking up.