The Keg on 3rd floor Wilson in our dorm room was me and our suite mates idea. My entire floor were lookouts for RA's and Cops as it rode shotgun in my Jeep Wrangler. I was driving around Patriot Circle with a Keg riding shotgun with not a care in the world. Ahhhh those were the days. This was pre-cell phone days keep in mind. And the plan went off like a charm. We seriously had 8-10 guys as lookouts on every corner of the stair well around Wilson and Eisenhower. My entire 3rd floor of Wilson were all degenerates. We caused the most damage to the everything on our floor: rooms, furniture, bathrooms, etc. in the history of Mason housing. We had a meeting at the end of the year with the Director of Housing pretty much lecturing our entire floor that all of us would be receiving a bill in the mail for around $8k worth of damages throughout the year. Buuuuut that check never came to my parents nor did I ever get charged. Haha.... Suckas.
Run DMC was the best.
I woke up the next morning in one of the hottest Aphi's beds in the student apartments as I noticed a condom stuck to her thong on the floor. I kissed her goodbye and rolled out still drunk.
After the guy who fell off the student apartments ledge and busted his head open was the downfall. That was either 2000 or 2001. I knew the kid kinda.
Common, 2 Skinnee and Jimmys Chicken Shack were awesome too.