College Age Antics - Post Yours

brymoore

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Post your college age antics. I have a bunch and will enter mingle stories in posts. I went to Midwest state college my blue collar parents could cash flow. I lived a frat life living in the house intermingled with sorority girls and an officer contract with the Marines. It was close to Animal House at times.

First story. I have funnier stories but I’ll try to keep them sorta date oriented.

Fraternity brother and I are bringing cases of beer back to the fraternity before a date party. I’m stacked with beer. We’ve done this beer walk a bunch of times. It happens to be the weekend the state has people in the town to bust the partying. I have more stories about those state encounters. We’re almost to the house when the strike force jumps out of the bushes and busts us. I get stuffed, cuffed and hauled downtown with my buddy. We both get tickets. Underage and he got providing to a minor. We were a year apart. I almost had the cops convinced to drive us back to the arrest spot (house) when they kicked us out for being bothersome. We walk back to the frat party. Nobody missed us except we didn’t go back to get more beer. My pretty date didn’t realize I had been gone that long either. Big party.

My problem is I have signed an officer contract with the Marines which basically gave up all hope if I screwed up. It was the PLC program which is similar to ROTC except the Marines paid nothing. They gave me $100 a month. Beer money. I’m young and dumb thinking the Marines could really screw with me over this. The contract basically said we’ll do with you what the Marines want if necessary. I had fears of becoming an 4 year private cleaning toilets in some good forgotten Asian hole in the wall.

Monday comes around and I call my commanding officer. I tell him the story. He gives me the typical Marine response asking how dumb I was, mother should have raised a better kid, etc etc. After he was done chewing me out, he said I’ll get you out of this and keep you in the Marines. He said he got busted for DUI when he was an officer candidate in college. I laughed.

I show up months later to court. The court is packed with college kids that got busted by the state the same weekend as me. My school liked to party. Hundreds were arrested. I finally make it to the judge and I have a Marine Captain in green uniform standing next to me. Judge looks at me, looks at the Captain, pauses, and asks why am I dragging a Marine Captain around with me. Captain responds with his prepared talk essentially saying the Marines wanted possession of Mr. Moore so they could send him anywhere they wanted. I stood at attention per his order. Judge asked for deeper meaning and the Captain responds no probation so he can go on active duty this summer. Judge goes ok - double fine, no probation. Go pay.

I paid, both of us laughed and he never mentioned again.
 
I was a little older, I didn't go to college until after the service. I was married before I went to school and had a kid before I graduated.

I didn't get to play around too much.
 
College was the best. So good and honestly most of the time I was too young and dumb to realize how great it was.

We organized competitive drinking game tournaments, with entry fees, T-shirts, and official judges. Double elimination bracket on the wall in the dining room.

I can remember trying the 100/100 challenge, drink 100 beers and run 100 miles a week... But being a sprinter I usually swapped out ~5 miles per day for 5 more beers.

I can remember trying to figure out how many days in a row I could get shit faced drunk. I made it to 7 but everything after day 3 was a real struggle.

I Got kicked out of the dorms the 2nd quarter my freshman year, my third strike was getting caught walking down the dorm hallway with two handles. Strike 1 was pissing out my window, and #2 was super gluing the RA door closed. But they didn't kick me out before I cut some ornamental tree for my personal Christmas tree from in front of one of the halls. I duck taped it to my bedpost in a pot I used for ramen.
 
We were all partying at the normal spot by the river(I wont say which one). My buddy had a Suzuki Samurai. It was probably 5 or 6 years old. Back then you could get a brand new one fully loaded for about 6k. His had big tires and he was alawys bragging about it and was super proud of that little thing. After a few hours of partying I convinced him he could drive his mini monster truck accross the river. He went for it. We were all watching in awe as he was plunging his way accross. It was if his tires were so big it was almost getting mini monster to float a little. We all started to become convinced he was going to make it and started chanting his name. It was going great until he hit the channel and mini monster vanished. Up came my buddy and he made his way to shore. Mini monster could be seen bobbing down river until it left flashlight range.
 
I think the statute of limitations is over.

When I was a freshman pledging my fraternity, we had an overnight trip with our pledge leaders. It was a good trip with all of us getting roaring drunk.

On Monday, my pledge class is eventually asked by the fraternity leaders for a meeting. A woman had called the fraternity late at night looking for a pledge. The drunk guy that answered at the house gave her some bs answer about terrorizing the guy and beating the crap out of him. She called the cops and fast forward the university placed the fraternity is on probation for hazing pledges.

I hang out with the girl I’m seeing and I tell her the story. She admits she was drunk and it was her. Holy Smokes! I would have dumped her but she had curves in all the right places.

Fast forward two years. It’s Friday and the house finds out we were voted out of probation that day. Hurray! Almost at the same time, we found out the house father (they took our “house mother” away after she was busted doing our president) was gone for the weekend. Double hurray!

I was senior guy in the house that night. Leaders were gone. I declared a house party. Kegs were illegal but mostly it was too late to buy some. We decided on a round the world drink party with each room having a different drink. We ran off to the liquor store and emptied it.

We went from nothing planned to a four story frat house packed. It was an epic party. Biggest there in my college life. The cops showed a couple times but were cordial and didn’t come in the house. I was sent out to talk with them a few times.

Come Monday, the house father met with the president to let him know our house was back on probation due to the huge house party on Friday. University wasn’t happy with the frat, again. House father named me as a leader of rebels a few times.

The fraternity was on probation my entire college years.
 
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This was senior year of high school... a VW Bug was parked in the senior parking lot. None of us had ever seen it before. By lunch we figured out none of the seniors parked it there. A bunch of us picked it up and turned it sideways to teach them a lesson. We had no idea the dean drove his wife's car to work that day or why he parked in the senior parking lot. It did not go over well.
 
One weekend we roadtripped from to visit a friend at her college who was having some big bash at her sorority house. I ended up driving separate cause I was stopping at home on the way. That was mistake #1. Saturday rolls around we pregame and have the party for some dumb reason a bunch of us decide to go to a bar this is mistake #2. We pile in my car and another, go to bar and end up at some frat house after hours. I realize at only God knows what time it is that im the only person there that I know. So Im like man I gotta get back to the house. So I completely idiotically jump in my car (mistake #3) and head for the house. I cant find a place to to park so I end up parking somewhere on some other road down a long driveway and walk to the house. We wake up eat breakfast and I go outside to get my toothbrush and I realize this is a full on dude wheres my car moment. Having no recollection of the prior night after probably 2am I cant gather where I parked. Anywho I hung out at Mansfield University until Tuesday afternoon when I just happened to be walking back from the store and turned my head to look at something and sure enough there was my car. Hopped in went and got my shit and back to school I went. And apparently I commandered a fender drum stool that night cause it was in my car and 20+ years later here is my kid drumming on it.
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I spent my first two years of college in Santa Barbara, lived in isla vista. IYKYK

Took a year off school after that to recover and built ziplines in Colorado and Jamaica then taught snowboarding one of the snowiest seasons of my life.

Then decided to change a lot of things in my life, turn things around, and finished school out in Boulder.

I have more insane stories than I care to divulge, but happy to share many around a campfire.

In the interest of my marriage and raising 3 daughters I’m not going to put them online.
 

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