A buddy of mine at A&M had one of those dudes that lives in the dorms (RA?) that was "in charge" of making sure the rules were followed.
Apparently this guy was a choade when it came to rules - black and white, no bending. You were either wrong or right and there was no in between.
After most of a semester of his crap, they got tired of it, so most of the floor went somewhere for lunch. When the RA got up to hit the head, one of the other residents, who was a chemistry or biochemistry type major, put a little something in his Dr Pepper. All were assured that it was completely benign and would not harm him in anyway.
The next morning the entire floor was woken up to some gawd-awful, blood curdling screaming from the RA's head. Seems he was pissing a nice royal blue color and freaked the fark out.
I want to say it was something like phenolthalene that was added to his drink, but not sure. The RA hauled it to the Quack Shack and from what I can gather, pretty much didn't speak to a single person on the floor again.
Apparently this guy was a choade when it came to rules - black and white, no bending. You were either wrong or right and there was no in between.
After most of a semester of his crap, they got tired of it, so most of the floor went somewhere for lunch. When the RA got up to hit the head, one of the other residents, who was a chemistry or biochemistry type major, put a little something in his Dr Pepper. All were assured that it was completely benign and would not harm him in anyway.
The next morning the entire floor was woken up to some gawd-awful, blood curdling screaming from the RA's head. Seems he was pissing a nice royal blue color and freaked the fark out.
I want to say it was something like phenolthalene that was added to his drink, but not sure. The RA hauled it to the Quack Shack and from what I can gather, pretty much didn't speak to a single person on the floor again.
