College Age Antics - Post Yours

Once snuck two cases of keystone light into the dorms in a buddies winter coat. We wrapped cans around his body with cellophane and stuck what was left down his sleeves. He looked like Randy from a Christmas Story walking through the front entrance passed the late night security. They didn't say a word. They had too much respected for the game.
Our RA called a mandatory meeting in the dorm lobby one night because there was reports of drinking and parties in the rooms. I had a mixed drink in a cup during the meeting. I never did get caught drinking in the dorms even though I never had an empty fridge.
 
One spring day, after a long brutal winter, Bon, Vinnie, and I decided to drink a lot of beer on the sunny south facing front porch, since we didn't have any classes that afternoon. Bon was nicknamed after Bon Scott, since his last name was Scott, and he had been found multiple times, passed out face down in his puke. Vinnie was Vince's nickname. Vince has been out west hunting with me a couple times, the first elk he ever saw, a small bull, he shot. My nickname was Roy, after Judge Roy Bean. So we drank beer all afternoon, and some point I had to do a few things, being that I was the house manager. My brother was also in the fraternity and started drinking after getting back from classes. His nickname was The Dean, short for the Dean of Women. He had a lot of girl friends in college!

So at some point a newspaper reporter comes by and starts taking photos of them drinking beer in the sun on the front porch.

Next morning Bon, Vinnie, and the Dean are on the front page of the Wisconsin State Journal. I was thinking, damn, that should have been me as well! Back home, mom and dad took a lot of ribbing from their friends and co-workers when they saw the newspaper.
 
It was a Thursday, late morning, the first week of classes my freshman year. I was 23 years old. I was alone on a jobsite putting tools away so I could make it to my afternoon classes. My wife (married almost 2 years at this point) calls me telling me she's in labor. I finish putting the tools in the job box and lock up. I head home and we eat lunch together and then proceed to the hospital as the contractions are getting closer together. One hour after arriving at the hospital our first son is born. I'm back at work and classes on Monday. Crazy weekend.
 
One time we threw all our furniture we didn’t want to take with us in the middle of a busy street the week before we had to move out our apartment.

I did so much dumb shit man. Never really criminal but very mischievous.
 
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