The night before homecoming during my freshman year (1994), I snuck across the street to another fraternity's house and destroyed their homecoming float. They called the cops, but the guys managed to sneak me out of the house and back to my dorm without getting arrested. Funny story 21 years later, but not one of my finest moments.
For anyone that attended FSU for any period of time, what was the dumbest thing you ever did ?
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Before I add a WORD, what is the statute of limitations in Florida??? 
Going cave diving, at night, 100 feet deep, in a spring at a YMCA camp S of Tally, after drinking a few beers, with one guy who had never been diving before in his life (uncertified). Of course none of us were certified cave divers but we all had some experience. We were 100 feed deep in a tremendous cavern with the ceiling just overhead, and as far as you could shine the lights, you could not see the sides or the bottom. Like floating in a void. I shudder to this day about what likely could have happened.
Telling the FSU police to "Go play junior cop somewhere else and leave me the F*CK alone!!!" They were in my dorm room after I refused to leave for the 2nd fire alarm at 3am in the morning on a cold winter night. Next thing I knew I was in Leon county jail having my mug shot taken wearing only what I was wearing when they got me out of bed.
Telling the FSU police to "Go play junior cop somewhere else and leave me the F*CK alone!!!" They were in my dorm room after I refused to leave for the 2nd fire alarm at 3am in the morning on a cold winter night. Next thing I knew I was in Leon county jail having my mug shot taken wearing only what I was wearing when they got me out of bed.
One summer I gave a guy, only known as Matthew, who occasionally filled in on our IM softball team a ride "home" following a game. He was a casual acquaintance of another player and, if called upon, would appear just before game-time...kinda emerged like the players coming out of the corn field in "Field of Dreams".
He never really socialized with us, as we all knew he was pretty much a loner and we speculated he dealt some weed to exist....no big issue, considering some of our college habits..
On our way to drop him at his appt, he asked me if I could do a quick detour to a neighborhood south of Jackson Bluff to give some class-notes to a friend. He points to a skeezy house and I pull up to the driveway. He grabs his backpack, says he'll be right back and proceeds across the street and then down a couple doors. Right then I knew nothing good was in store for me and that I should have just left...but I didn't.
Moments later, he comes running out of this house, backpack in one hand and the other hand pressed against his stomach/tee-shirt, which was turning blood-red. He jumps in my car, obviously stabbed, yelling to get him to the hospital. We didn't make it to Pensacola St. before TPD had a squadron of cars in pursuit. I pulled over immediately and this guy bolts from my car, running between houses faster than I have ever seen a human being run.
TPD sends one car to chase the guy and surrounds my car with three others. At gunpoint, I'm frisked (female officer gets a nice handful of my junk) then hand-cuffed, while officers disassemble my car looking for any evidence. Fortunately, nothing was found, but they still hauled me off to jail for interrogation, which I got the full menu of : freeze me out in the holding cell and offer me hot coffee - good cop -bad cop intimidation - claims of having had me on surveillance for a year (I had just moved to Tallahassee one month earlier).
Finally after 6 hours of detainment, they concluded that my situation was not going to lead to charges and I was released. had to hitch-hike to get my car, which was pretty much had the interior torn apart.
Matt was placed on the Disabled List and never played for us again.
He never really socialized with us, as we all knew he was pretty much a loner and we speculated he dealt some weed to exist....no big issue, considering some of our college habits..
On our way to drop him at his appt, he asked me if I could do a quick detour to a neighborhood south of Jackson Bluff to give some class-notes to a friend. He points to a skeezy house and I pull up to the driveway. He grabs his backpack, says he'll be right back and proceeds across the street and then down a couple doors. Right then I knew nothing good was in store for me and that I should have just left...but I didn't.
Moments later, he comes running out of this house, backpack in one hand and the other hand pressed against his stomach/tee-shirt, which was turning blood-red. He jumps in my car, obviously stabbed, yelling to get him to the hospital. We didn't make it to Pensacola St. before TPD had a squadron of cars in pursuit. I pulled over immediately and this guy bolts from my car, running between houses faster than I have ever seen a human being run.
TPD sends one car to chase the guy and surrounds my car with three others. At gunpoint, I'm frisked (female officer gets a nice handful of my junk) then hand-cuffed, while officers disassemble my car looking for any evidence. Fortunately, nothing was found, but they still hauled me off to jail for interrogation, which I got the full menu of : freeze me out in the holding cell and offer me hot coffee - good cop -bad cop intimidation - claims of having had me on surveillance for a year (I had just moved to Tallahassee one month earlier).
Finally after 6 hours of detainment, they concluded that my situation was not going to lead to charges and I was released. had to hitch-hike to get my car, which was pretty much had the interior torn apart.
Matt was placed on the Disabled List and never played for us again.
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Aw man.... but hey, perhaps it was simply good luck that I was sick that day. Would you rather have had me completely well, and lost the game 21-3 instead (LOL)???
My roommate got in a pair roller blades along with two pairs of damp jeans. He then put gas on the jeans. Then lit the jeans on fire. Then he grabbed on the side of my car where I got up to 20mph and slung him from my car down Chapel Dr. He ate ot big time. Had road rash down the side of his body, it was gnarly. The dude dropped out, he was insane, did all kinds of crazy stuff that year. I could tell several other stories that would blow you away.
I also had a stack of blank TPD reports that were used for car accident reports. I would fill out and use as an excuse to miss class when I had exams that I wasn't prepared for.
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I also had a stack of blank TPD reports that were used for car accident reports. I would fill out and use as an excuse to miss class when I had exams that I wasn't prepared for.
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I remember doing a similar thing. Left a bad comedy show at the Union before my friends with the intent of walking home to the Timbers. When I was approaching High Rd I saw a fella spare-changing folks at the light. Right before I got to him I saw some kids in a Mustang hand him a beer can and watched it vanish in a front pocket deep enough his arm disappeared to the elbow.
He saw me walking by and asked if I had any change, I said, "naw, man, that's why I'm walking home."
"[expletive deleted]," reaches into his pocket and pulls out fistful of change, "you want money for the bus?"
I laughed, told him I was good, and continued on my way...
Trying to steal a massive road closed sign about 100 yards from a parked police car. Turns out the cop was in the car and I got a DUI... Strangely I don't regret it though because it set my life on a better course.
Freshman year during rush I passed out on a dirty mattress next to the dumpsters behind the old ATO house. I woke up about 4am and stumbled across Tennessee street and back to my dorm. The most intoxicated I've ever been or ever will be.
Because it is, generally, the practice of law is a brutal grind--especially on the civil side.
Hmm...most of my REALLY stupid college tricks were done at Texas Tech, not FSU. Like making a pipe bomb out of an old CO2 canister and then nearly getting caught with it in my dorm when the police arrested me for shooting live ammunition* out my window with a wrist rocket.
* I was actually only shooting jelly beans, it was the psycho 3 floors up who was using live ammo, but they didn't know that until they cuffed me and searched my room. Luckily they missed the IED.
* I was actually only shooting jelly beans, it was the psycho 3 floors up who was using live ammo, but they didn't know that until they cuffed me and searched my room. Luckily they missed the IED.
Not dumb...but funny. Firing a shotgun down the hallway at the dorm. We took all the pellets out of the shell, but the sound was the same.
Another time we made a tennis ball bomb with strike anywhere matches and duct tape and threw it down the hallway while all the guys watched. It exploded and then came flying down the hallway ejecting flames and burning match heads out the hole created in the tennis ball. That left about 100 burn marks all over the carpet that stayed there for years. It also caught the garbage can at the end of the hall on fire. We fortunately extinguished that quickly in the bathroom and all ran to our rooms and pretended we were asleep.
Another time we made a tennis ball bomb with strike anywhere matches and duct tape and threw it down the hallway while all the guys watched. It exploded and then came flying down the hallway ejecting flames and burning match heads out the hole created in the tennis ball. That left about 100 burn marks all over the carpet that stayed there for years. It also caught the garbage can at the end of the hall on fire. We fortunately extinguished that quickly in the bathroom and all ran to our rooms and pretended we were asleep.
Freshmen year in Kellum our floor had made a cool Christmas tree that another floor snuck down in the middle of the night, set on fire and threw in our shower. A month later, as a group of us were walking back from downtown, we found a dead frozen cat on the side of Tennessee. Light bulbs went off and we took it back and put it in our hall ceiling for a couple of days. Then, in the middle of the night, we formed a bucket brigade line, took it down and tossed it quickly to each other, down the stairwell, into the other hall and into their shower. First dude in for a shower next morning could be heard hurling all the way to Landis Green.
Revenge truly is a dish best served cold.
Revenge truly is a dish best served cold.
I'm not sure his intention. He was a crazy road freak. Had a murder list he used to put up on the bulletin board. I made it one week but we came to an understanding when I told him that I hadn't been talking trash about him but his buddy, and that I want to kick that dudes ass. He respected that. He was later arrested for buying a car with a stolen Amex.
Started the night at the belly, went to an AYCD, woke up overlooking an SEC football field in the driver's seat of my truck the next morning. Buddy was passed out in the back. Empty case of beer in the passenger seat. Oddly, FSU had a baseball game that day and i had a box of new, organization-related polos in my truck... turned into a pretty fun Friday & Saturday in Athens. Pretty sure we had a pledge drive us, though we didn't see him the rest of the trip and none of them ever admitted to it.
After drinking a lot I dropped two girls off at Jennie Murphree in the rain after spinning doughnuts on the green between there and Cawthon Hall. When I pulled out there were 3 Police cars waiting for me. I tried to explain to them that it was raining the the girls didn't want to get wet. They wrote me two tickets. One for driving on a sidewalk and they other for reckless driving.
Back in 1977 it wasn't that big of a deal drinking and driving. They checked my student ID and told me to go straight home.
Back in 1977 it wasn't that big of a deal drinking and driving. They checked my student ID and told me to go straight home.
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