Anonymous wrote:I did some really silly things. The silly stuff seemed to entertain me and my friends. Of course, we thought we were hilarious.

We had a Pizza Hut on campus and one night when we were wasted my best friend and I stole the delivery golf cart and took it for a ride. We got in some big trouble with campus police.

Walking home one night from a bar, I mixed up the words on the Wendy's sign to say something sexual. I can't remember what it was now. I also lifted all the windshield wipers on cars at a car dealership.

One night, I got my elbow stuck in the rings of a chair while sitting around playing drinking games. We greased it and tried to get it out, but ended up having to saw the chair. It hurt like hell.

Another night, in a drunken stupor, one of my friends flushed a plastic water bottle down the toilet in our off-campus apartment. The next day, the plumber came to fix it. He was not happy because he was missing Nascar. (This was down South). He ended up having to "blast the sucker" and we had to get a new toilet (pronounced to-let). We went for 2 days without one. My roommate and I would travel with toilet paper, air freshner, soap, etc. to our friend's apartments to use the facilities. However, I had an emergency and had to poop in a plastic bag. I put it in a Banana Republic bag and walked it to the dumpster. I had a huge crush on a baseball player who lived across the way. He saw me walking to the dumpster and asked me what I was up to. I said, "Oh, nothing. Just throwing out some shit." It took me YEARS to admit that to my friends.

I never did any crazy sexual stuff. I am still a major prude to this day.

I wish I could go back for just one day...

Anonymous wrote:I went to boring George Mason back in the early 90's so nothing terribly exciting to do but some weird things happened...

My roommates told me the best bathroom and building to steal those jumbo toliet rolls from on campus. The first time I walked into the ladies room there was some guy in there. The conversation started with "you know this it the ladies room..." and ened with us having sex there every Tuesday and Thursday between classes for a semester.

Junior year - While hanging out one day in our on campus apartment, my roommate and I watched fascinated as a guy attempted to pick the lock on our front door (it was unlocked btw). When he figured that out he stormed in and said "where's Hilary?!" He went to the back bedroom and started sort of ransacking it _got fed up_and came out asking if we had anything to eat. We fed him left over pizza and he watched Days of Our Lives with us. He eventualy stood up and said to tell Hilary he stopped by and he would be back to "collect". We didn't have a roommate named Hilary and we let the guy stay because he was good looking. We never figured out who he was or who Hilary was either.

I had sex in a Catholic church in Vienna on some random weekday with my boyfriend because I thought it looked so beautiful there when the daylight streamed in. (I am pretty sure I am going to hell for that)

And lastly, senior year, same campus apartment as above, same roommate, her boyfriend's wife held us hostage at knife point for several hours while she the wife drank, snorted what she claimed was coke and popped some pills. She ended up slicing my friends arm when we tried to run out the door. Eventually the woman passed out and we just walked out of the apartment, went to the Student Union and called her boyfriend to come get his wife. Then walked to Unviersty Mall Giant to buy Band aids for my friend. We used a whole box just to kind of suture it together and keep it from bleeding. By the time we got back, the wife was gone.

Anonymous wrote:Pretty boring and predictive you guys... sex drugs
money... and some even sound proud of it; meh...

Anonymous wrote:So the Girls Gone Wild College Edition is fairly accurate?

Anonymous wrote:I did some really silly things. The silly stuff seemed to entertain me and my friends. Of course, we thought we were hilarious.

We had a Pizza Hut on campus and one night when we were wasted my best friend and I stole the delivery golf cart and took it for a ride. We got in some big trouble with campus police.

Walking home one night from a bar, I mixed up the words on the Wendy's sign to say something sexual. I can't remember what it was now. I also lifted all the windshield wipers on cars at a car dealership.

One night, I got my elbow stuck in the rings of a chair while sitting around playing drinking games. We greased it and tried to get it out, but ended up having to saw the chair. It hurt like hell.

Another night, in a drunken stupor, one of my friends flushed a plastic water bottle down the toilet in our off-campus apartment. The next day, the plumber came to fix it. He was not happy because he was missing Nascar. (This was down South). He ended up having to "blast the sucker" and we had to get a new toilet (pronounced to-let). We went for 2 days without one. My roommate and I would travel with toilet paper, air freshner, soap, etc. to our friend's apartments to use the facilities. However, I had an emergency and had to poop in a plastic bag. I put it in a Banana Republic bag and walked it to the dumpster. I had a huge crush on a baseball player who lived across the way. He saw me walking to the dumpster and asked me what I was up to. I said, "Oh, nothing. Just throwing out some shit." It took me YEARS to admit that to my friends.

I never did any crazy sexual stuff. I am still a major prude to this day.




I wish I could go back for just one day...