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Flashback Friday: TPing @ the BYU

Do the kids still toilet paper each other these days? Back when I was a teenager, it was the preferred method of showing mischievous affection. Mostly we did it to our unsuspecting friends' houses in the dark of night, but I also remember a few brave raids made in broad daylight. Looking back, it seems like a terrible waste of perfectly good bathroom tissue but at the time it was such great fun.

The last time I ever TPed someone was my freshman year at the BYU. But of course since we didn't live in proper stand-alone dwellings, we had to get creative. I don't quite remember which came first, the hill or my roommates' room. But both were TPed by my friends and me one day in late 1999.

We ran up and down the hill next to our Heritage Halls dorm (Carroll Hall, if you care to know) strewing TP all over the place. (In the 11 years since we did this, the hill has been re-landscaped. There's a creek there with ducks and everything now.)

My roommates Natalie and Cassie - with whom I still keep in touch, if you can believe it!

Of course we cleaned it up!

Heritage Halls has 6-person apartments, split into three bedrooms. Three or four of us TPed the remaining two roommates' room while they were out. Then we took pictures of it. Then we pretended to be all surprised and puzzled when they came home and saw the mess. Then we developed the photos and surreptitiously put them on our fridge to deepen the mystery. Eventually we told them it was us and I'm sure they were disappointed it wasn't some cute boys. But said cute boys being in their bedroom would have been against the Honor Code, so it was for the best.


But really, do the kids toilet paper each other anymore?

O man.

Thursday brief