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A bunch of my high school friends and I lived in PY and were a part of the RLC community our freshmen year. One of my friends dorm room was positioned perfectly facing the side entrance to Pritchard and the stairs up to D2. My friend also happened to bring a water balloon launcher with him to college. I kid you not when I say that we could launch water balloons that would reach the top of the stairs leading to D2. It was incredible. We would always shoot our water balloons in the late hours of night and would keep his room pitch black so no one could even see us. One particular time we decided to take aim at Pritchard from the suite windows. We launched a water balloon at a window that was open but the screen closed. Direct hit. Water sprayed every in the guy's room. Immediately this hulking man got up in his room and made his way over to PY with about 3 or 4 of his other buddies. Panic ensued. Somehow they never found us.

Fast forward to our second engineering test of the fall semester. We all arrived back and were discussing the test. We were freaking out because none of us got the correct answer on the long work out problem. Out of anger and frustration we started throwing some soda and juice bottles around the room and a few of them ricocheted off the wall and out of the window. Two of PY's RA's just so happened to be walking by when this happened. About 6 of us had our information taken down and we had an informal conduct meeting with some guy in the RLC. It was the worst hour and a half of our life. He proceeded to learn everything about our lives before even getting to the main point of the meeting. I'm pretty sure we received CR's and were placed on probation for the rest of the year. Also, we were required to help tidy up and plant a garden in that triangle shaped area immediately behind Payne down the stairs on the way to War. As it turns out, there had also been a police investigation into the water balloon situation. Everyone thought that it had been coming from Pritchard. The guy at our informal conduct meeting confronted us about the water balloons but each one of us denied it. He had to have known it was us. But seriously, shooting those water balloons was hilarious. Watching people run up the stairs scared for their life was priceless.

I agree on the judgement piece. These incidents do not make them bad people. I am sure they are good kids. As the father of 2 teenage boys who have "experimented" it is important that consequences for actions are understood. The older you get the more severe the consequences.

Yeah, this is my biggest gripe. They're not emojis, they're images. And all of them have a huge amount of negative space. Shrink them down to 25% of the current size and it might be OK. As it stands, they take up almost half of my entire phone screen in a text conversation.

Noah Spence was kicked off of the team. Ask him how Eastern Kentucky helped his career opportunity in the NFL. I made many bad choices in college but for the emphasis that has been placed on staying out of these situations with collegiate athletes it is disappointing.

I don't know much about this site, but here's more on Evan Maxwell:
Liberty big man

At 6-10, sounds like he could be a great addition to our undersized roster

Apple app? If so what's it called because I've been searching all morning for "Hokie" and am not finding an emoji Apple app.

The app is live today. It doesn't appear to be a true emoji, rather it's a standalone app that inserts images into text conversations, Twitter, etc. So I think they have some work to do before this will really be embraced (I don't like having to hop between apps to get it to work), but there are a large number of emojis available, so I'm having fun.

No hopping between apps necessary; I just wasn't patient enough for it to install (I guess). After like 5 minutes, it was working.

Same thing happened to me. My roommate and I were carrying our door back to our room when the RA saw us. We moved quick and shut the door behind us. He knocked, we answered and said we were building a fort. He shook his head and left.

If I ever see my RA again, I will buy him lunch.

Not sure how I or any of the others with me that night got a JR, but here goes...

Somehow, none of the events of that night led to a JR. Thank you, RA, for not being a dick.

one of these things is not like the other

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