Hee hee....by the way, maybe we need to start another thread for those OTHER stories that we can't even tell Mom....that would be fun! ;-)

Indeed! Of course I'll have to stretch the truth in some cases and say I'm talking about "someone else", just to save my character. Innocent until proven guilty.

Ha...you are funny! I will do the same...it wasn't me...really!!!

My drinking stories from college and the first several years thereafter are legion and legendary. (Speaking of legendary, I once said to a buddy after we had each shotgunned 16 beers, "We are the greatest legends in the history of the existence of the Earth's existence.") I'll share one of the few that's more running-related than drinking-related. One of the grand traditions at the University of Michigan is the Naked Mile. Every year since the early 80's, students have run naked through campus at midnight on the last night of classes during 2nd semester. I watched the event my first three years, and decided as a senior it was time to let it all hang out. (Sorry.) Me and some buddies boozed up a little before-hand. Not too much, because we had to run, but enough to give us some courage. I probably had about 6 beers, spread out over an hour our two. And I think one shot of something or other. We headed down to campus. Hundreds had gathered to run, and thousands appeared to be lining the streets. The Ann Arbor police were not there to arrest us nudists, but were actually performing crowd control and making sure the streets were clear. And the weather. It was a surprisingly chilly late-April evening in southeast Michigan -- 37° to be exact. And even a few snow flurries. I showed up in shorts and a t-shirt, and I also had an emergency can of beer with me. As midnight approached, the collective mass stripped down. Not surprisingly, it was about 90% male. And given the temperature, there was a lot of....shrinkage. Some people had friends waiting at the end with clothing, but I chose carry my clothes with me -- I didn't want to be left hanging (sorry again). I'm not sure how it started, but pretty soon we were weaving our way all around the major sites on central campus, and I could not believe the crowds. They seemed to be especially cheerful when women went by. Anyway, after the most bizarre mile I've ever logged, the naked masses arrived at The Cube, the traditional stopping point of the Naked Mile. I slammed my beer and celebrated. But for some us, the fun was just beginning. While we were partying naked at The Cube, some folks started chanting "Law Quad, Law Quad". And suddenly, a good sized group of nakeds, including myself, broke away from the crowd and headed towards the Law Library, one of the stateliest buildings on campus. We not only ran to the law library, we ran into it. A bunch of naked dudes went streaming single-file into the library, and we did a lap around the main reading room. And there were people in there studying. It was awesome. Got out of the library, and just outside is when I fell. There was a loud collective groan from the crowd, and I remember hearing someone say, "That had to hurt." I quickly got up and kept on running, not wanting to get run over. Back at The Cube, the crowd had somewhat dispersed, and it was getting close to the point where it would once again be against the law to be buck naked in public. I put on my shorts and shirt, and started walking back to the bus stop. Then, someone said, "Dude, are you okay?" I looked at him puzzled, and he pointed down. I looked down and saw that the crotch portion of my shorts was soaked in blood from the inside. With growing fear, panic, and apprehension, I peered into my shorts, wondering if everything was still there. Fortunately, it was all good. I had badly skinned my knee when I fell, and when I put the shorts back on, I had gotten a lot of blood on the inside of the shorts. So there you have it. Reportedly, 1993 was the first year that the Law Library loop was done, so I'm proud to have participated in that bit of history. But it almost cost me... Cheers, Jeff

I have several, and most of them involve boys and lots of beer.

Don't tell me you're gonna leave us hanging...

I looked down and saw that the crotch portion of my shorts was soaked in blood from the inside.

Oh my god, Jeff, I can't imagine! And a naked mile run ... I want to take part in one!

I looked down and saw that the crotch portion of my shorts was soaked in blood from the inside. With growing fear, panic, and apprehension, I peered into my shorts, wondering if everything was still there. Fortunately, it was all good. I had badly skinned my knee when I fell, and when I put the shorts back on, I had gotten a lot of blood on the inside of the shorts. So there you have it. Reportedly, 1993 was the first year that the Law Library loop was done, so I'm proud to have participated in that bit of history. But it almost cost me... Cheers, Jeff

What a thought!! I would never have the nerve to do a naked mile run (although I wish I were that bold).

What a thought!! I would never have the nerve to do a naked mile run (although I wish I were that bold).

A lot easier to find the nerve when a) you're drunk and b) you're one of several hundreds doing it...

I think I should start taking bets on whether or not a RA gathering would end up with a nekkid run of some sort. Hell, I'd probably do it! k