Eh, it’s your stupid fault for going to IU. You deserve it.
P.S. I grew up in West Lafayette. 
But isn’t it part of the academic tradition in ethnography to catalogue oral traditions to pass down to future generations?
We must keep our past alive and share with others. It is a simple but important cultural imperitive.
Ah, but this would be drunken college dormitory head, which, IIRC, isn’t anything anyone would call “good” head. Of course, even the worst head is still head, and therefore…
I don’t think I’ve ever used the word “head” in print before (to refer to fellatio) in my life.
Well it CAN’T be Collins, now, can it?
Wait a minute, are you SURE it’s not Collins?
Seriously, which one? I was there for a year and a half until Spring of last year.
What the hell are you doing, Garf? This was a lively and spirited discussion of head until you came along and steered the thread back to some semblance of its original intent;)
An inflammatory post? In The BBQ Pit? Say it isn’t so!
It has been my observation that ‘head’ is not only a potentially inflammatory topic, but the inflammation can be personal, usually by the recipient of the aforementioned cocksucking.
Does this mean I took your ‘head’ cherry?
It’s Collins. I was told I should come here because I like to draw. Most people equate “likes to draw sometimes” with “is an artsy-fartsy hipster jerk-off who gets high all the time and wears emo glasses.” Now I’m stuck here, more or less, I don’t fit in at all, and I have to deal with these cocksuckers on my floor.
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Someone told you that COLLINS was the quietest, most studious dorm? What were they smoking?!
I’ve always heard it was a pretty “hippy” place to be.
I lived in Read my three semesters and LOVED it. It’s the music/art dorm, and pretty quiet. I’d put in a transfer request with RPS.
I don’t have the words for how absolutely disgusting and grotesque this kind of behaviour is. The cognitive dissonance necessary for homophobia is present in its most deranged form in that subset of reggae fans and artists who can say “one love” out of one side of their mouth and “fire burn the batty boys” out of the other side.
I can only hope that Peter Tatchell is taking comfort from the notion that if he’s getting death threats from deranged homophobes, he’s doing something right.
OK, cleanup in Aisle Eight. That was supposed to be a new thread.
Could be worse. I started out in “Disco” Briscoe. That was pretty awful. Then I moved to Reed, which was better, although the frisbee games in the halls at 2:00 in the morning were kind of annoying. Then I moved to Collins, and it was actually the quietest of the three. It is a lot of artsy-fartsy geeks, though. Of course, things may have changed in 20 years. 
Jesus, I’m old.
(a) Move off campus, (b) get used to it, or © let it upset you. Your choice.
Boiler up!
Must resist urge to turn this into an IU joke thread.
Buy a large, industrial-grad CO2 fire extinguisher and some dark glasses. Next time the grabass starts, put on the glasses, shoulder the extinguisher, bust open your door and stand there like Ahnuld in T2.
If they don’t immediately run screaming off the floor, open fire.
It must have been an episode of “cognitive dissonance”!!
The OP reminds me of the commercial (don’t know which one, I had the sound muted) of the girl in the dorm trying to study, but above her a bunch of students had turned their hallway into a giant slip-n-slide. The blasting rock music was shaking her room and the water was starting to drip through the ceiling.
I thought it was commercial hyperbole, but the OP makes it sound like real life. How can one possibly live and study like that?
My own answer: Earplugs. Inexpensive, effective, indispensible in dorm life.
I lived in a “quiet dorm.” No noise after 10 PM Sunday through Thursday. Unfortuntely, nobody notified the next dorm over that they were not supposed to have screaming contests with the other dorm across the quad after 10 PM, due to their proximity to the “quiet dorm.” Also, there were a lot of people who were in the “quiet dorm” because their parents thought it was a good idea, but at least you could sic the RA on them. Except on weekends, when there weren’t any rules about being quiet. It was such a relief to move off campus.