What ya got?

I've been in a dorm.

Really makes you think.

Both of the dorms I lived in were four stories.

Some guys knocked on my door one day asking if they could get the stash of weed they left in the ceiling the year before. Wild times.

Well did they get it? Or did they rob you and pistol whip you before you fought them off with only a toothbrush?

One time, I saw a blimp.

Had this post last year. And year before

Lived in a Ramp style dorm, for the young people (under 40?) a ramp style dorm had four rooms per floor. In my dorm there were 3 floors so 12 rooms in the Ramp, and I lived on the 3rd floor.

Was having some type of water and projectile fight with guys on the second floor, started light and kept escalating as things do. I filled up an entire pitcher with water, crouched down and hid on the stair landing between the floors - waiting.

Heard steps coming up the stairs so I jumped up, yelled "YEEAAAWWW!", and threw a pitcher of water directly into the chest and face of a girl I had never seen before. Some hapless visitor that got caught in the crossfire.

I was later informed she was wearing a beloved sweater given to her by a family member and I somehow ruined it, if the immediate embarrassment wasn't enough for me. Of course, everyone else involved on my Ramp thought it was the greatest thing ever.


But there are dozens of fun dorm stories.

Pornhub has a good selection of Dorm Stories.

Most I can't repeat due to the statue of limitations being still in effect

As a fish, I used to jump out of the 3rd floor of our corps dorm to get chocolate milk and other snacks from Commons before returning like nothing was wrong.

I also stole the entire Duncan icecream cooler and rolled it to my dorm to give away free ice cream.

I ordered a pizza and tipped the driver with tequila shots. Azteca is some nasty stuff.

I didn't last long in the corps.

Oh, my, yes...

Sadly, one of my dorms is no more...

Complete Idiot said:

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Lived in a Ramp style dorm, for the young people (under 40?) a ramp style dorm had four rooms per floor. In my dorm there were 3 floors so 12 rooms in the Ramp, and I lived on the 3rd floor.

Was having some type of water and projectile fight with guys on the second floor, started light and kept escalating as things do. I filled up an entire pitcher with water, crouched down and hid on the stair landing between the floors - waiting.

Heard steps coming up the stairs so I jumped up, yelled "YEEAAAWWW!", and threw a pitcher of water directly into the chest and face of a girl I had never seen before. Some hapless visitor that got caught in the crossfire.

I was later informed she was wearing a beloved sweater given to her by a family member and I somehow ruined it, if the immediate embarrassment wasn't enough for me. Of course, everyone else involved on my Ramp thought it was the greatest thing ever.


But there are dozens of fun dorm stories.

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Username checks out.

Lived in the Commons, and it was late one night (probably around 2 or 3 in the morning) and a guy put a hot pocket in his microwave and went back to gaming. apparently, he forgot he put it in the microwave, and put it in for 30 minutes instead of 3.... smoked out the entire dorm, fire alarms blared, everyone had to evacuate, firemen came, the whole nine yards. This was a weeknight, so everyone was extra pissy. Our floor took a week or so before it smelled normalish again.

Tom (not his real name) was called Hot Pocket the rest of the school year and enjoyed minor celebrity from the event. Tom, hope you are doing well man.

Soph year my buddy and I lit off a string of Black Cats on the 3rd floor of our Corps dorm around 2am during dead week, since I-1 had done something deserving of a prank. We used a sock soaked in rubbing alcohol as a delayed fuse and it worked surprisingly well. We were back in our room downstairs for a while before the chaos erupted. Our miscalculation was the smoke setting off the fire alarm for the entire dorm which had us all standing outside until the fire department and campus PD arrived to investigate and confirm it was safe to reoccupy before everyone could go back inside and go to sleep. That took...a while.

When a few upperclassmen said they'd kill whoever was disrupting their sleep we both swore to secrecy so no one ever had any idea it was us. It was funny then, but there's no telling how severe the consequences would be for getting caught doing that now.

Moses Hall RAB 4th floor. Late 80's. After returning from a long hard Saturday at Aggie Bonfire cut, we would block the drain of the community shower, open all the faucets to steaming hot, move in a card table with chairs and a cooler of ice cold PBR, and play bones into the evening. Good times.

Fun scientific fact we learned: If you drop a bowling ball on the fourth floor, you can hear it in the room directly underneath it on the first floor.

RAB87 said:

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Moses Hall RAB 4th floor. Late 80's. After returning from a long hard Saturday at Aggie Bonfire cut, we would block the drain of the community shower, open all the faucets to steaming hot, move in a card table with chairs and a cooler of ice cold PBR, and play bones into the evening. Good times.

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Some guys did that in Crocker 2nd floor when I lived there. The weight of the water cracked the walls and flooded the 1st floor room next to the shower.

My freshman year early fall of 84 in the 4th floor of Hart Hall E-ramp. Two guys across the hall (Dean and Burt) were seniors (Dean was an Aerospace Engineer). They'd been there all 4 years and didn't give much of a crap. Went out drinking on Friday night and on the way back started pushing each other around campus in one of those Cushman trucks, until they noticed the back was full of manure.

Well, they couldn't let that go to waste, so they dumped in in their suitemates desk and go back out drinking. Suitemate comes back from studying (So ME) sees manure and knows exactly who did it, so he dumps it in Burt's bed. Burt stumbles home drunk about 3AM and starts screaming a horse shiat in his bed, banging on our doors to come see (we didn't), throws it in the hall and then goes back to bed. The cleaning ladies refused to pick up the manure, so it got kicked around the hall, down the stairs all the way to the second floor for about a week.

That was my introduction to resident life at Texas A&M as a new-be freshman. And I thought to myself, college is gonna be good times.

RAB87 said:

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Moses Hall RAB 4th floor. Late 80's. After returning from a long hard Saturday at Aggie Bonfire cut, we would block the drain of the community shower, open all the faucets to steaming hot, move in a card table with chairs and a cooler of ice cold PBR, and play bones into the evening. Good times.

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Early 2000s, the 4th floor showers were turned on and the drains clogged. Water made it to 1st floor. Turns out Moses is not even and leans towards FHK as all rooms on all floors on that side got water.

Second Floor, **** you!

I used to stay up so late studying I would fall asleep in class. Once I was so tired I skipped! It was wild!

Dear Penthouse Forum....

ConstructionAg01 said:

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Soph year my buddy and I lit off a string of Black Cats on the 3rd floor of our Corps dorm around 2am during dead week, since I-1 had done something deserving of a prank. We used a sock soaked in rubbing alcohol as a delayed fuse and it worked surprisingly well. We were back in our room downstairs for a while before the chaos erupted. Our miscalculation was the smoke setting off the fire alarm for the entire dorm which had us all standing outside until the fire department and campus PD arrived to investigate and confirm it was safe to reoccupy before everyone could go back inside and go to sleep. That took...a while.

When a few upperclassmen said they'd kill whoever was disrupting their sleep we both swore to secrecy so no one ever had any idea it was us. It was funny then, but there's no telling how severe the consequences would be for getting caught doing that now.

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The flaming kiwi shoe polish can slid across the hallway wasn't exciting enough?

AggieStan said:

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Had this post last year. And year before

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So, tradition.

chimpanzee said:

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Both of the dorms I lived in were four stories.

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So you have 8 stories to share?

When I was an RAB in the mid-70's, one of the things to do when guys were gone for the weekend, and their room was empty, was to fill it with wadded up pages of the Batt. Wadded up paper crammed in floor-to-ceiling and door-to-window.

Some guys came back one time and dragged all of the paper into the hallway. No problem, until somebody decided to drop a match. Everybody started scrambling to pull everything away. Fire department came. Obviously no permanent damage. There was a picture of the fire dept standing amidst all of the paper in the Moses Hall section of The Aggieland that year.

Moses Hall RAB here my last night in Moses was May of '97. I was coming back from a party that night and right when i got to the door i saw coming over my head from the 4th floor was a toilet. It some Fish who had flunked out decided to rip out all of the toilets and gravity test them.

Moses Hall also had the Eggman.

He would come around once a semester and find a couple of Fish that would agree to take $20 if he cracked a dozen eggs over their heads. They would gather out front with an audience outside and more looking out the windows yelling as it went on.

The Eggman would make a big production out of each egg cracked on the heads of the Fish volunteers with the audience yelling out the number of the egg being smashed on their heads. Sometimes he would do two eggs at once.

When it came around to the 12th egg, the audience would start chanting with the Fish only having to endure one more egg. The Eggman would then take the 12th egg and throw it across the quad at Moore Hall.

The Fish would slowly realize they weren't getting their $20 with only 11 eggs dripping down their hair, face, and clothes with the audience chanting louder and louder, Eggman Eggman Eggman.

pilgrim82 said:

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RAB87 said:

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Moses Hall RAB 4th floor. Late 80's. After returning from a long hard Saturday at Aggie Bonfire cut, we would block the drain of the community shower, open all the faucets to steaming hot, move in a card table with chairs and a cooler of ice cold PBR, and play bones into the evening. Good times.

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Some guys did that in Crocker 2nd floor when I lived there. The weight of the water cracked the walls and flooded the 1st floor room next to the shower.

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We did that in Crocker circa 1986-87. It was a great hot tub. But, we were 1st floor...

pilgrim82 said:

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Sadly, one of my dorms is no more...

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ESL

Good to see a few RABs present.

Moses Empire

Fall '81….spirit signs hung on every dorm…

We burned everyone's that hung on our dorm except ours, figured no one would ever know who did it….funny as Hell when all the guys coming back from morning chow looking up and saying, " where the Hell is our…..WHO BURNED OUR SPIRIT SIGN?" Burn marks, I believe are still visible to this day, albeit very faint….Dorm 11…..

Good times…..

I had a neighbor build a 6-foot bonfire out of keystone light beer cans starting first day of classes in the dorm hall. I don't know why they let him keep stacking them up. He lit it with lighter fluid Thanksgiving weekend while everybody was gone for away game. He got kicked out. I saw him at a Dallas A&M meet-up years later. He said his roommate did it but he took the flame for it. I felt enlightened. I ain't seen him again.