As a junior in college, I was an R.A on the third floor of Gonzaga Hall. It just so happens that two years prior to my service there, in the very same room, there was an R.A. named Matt Purphy.

Apparently Matt wasn't liked very much during his term for being a hard-ass, so his residents were disgruntled. And you know what happens when people become disgruntled...

One day, Matt was out of the room. Somehow, someone gained access to his master key and snuck into his room. Matt was an R.A. who was lucky enough to have his own bathroom, at least lucky until now.

One by one, every resident on the entire floor walked into his room and took a shit without flushing. Thirty-five college men, hopped up on Cafeteria slop, contributed to the steaming mound of excrement. When Matt returned to his room, the stink was unbearable.

But he couldn't just flush it away. There was so much shit filling his toilet, he had to scoop it out with a cup to clear out the plumbing as his entire floor was giggling from their rooms.

NOTE: Following that prank, Matt was very careful to lock his door. But that didn't stop these crafty college kids. One genius urinated into a Frisbee. He then froze it in his little freezer, popped it out of the Frisbee, and slid it under Matt's door. When Matt returned, there was a puddle of urine in the middle of his room, with no evidence as to how it got there.

-- Joe