Well, for those who don’t know (which are many) I am a brother of the Delta Phi chapter of Alpha Chi Rho. We recently got six new pledges, and they decided to pull a raid the other night.
A raid is when the plegdes take something from the house and try to keep it for eight hours while we chase them around, all the while they are leaving clues.
Well, at 10:45 PM Tuesday night, they made off with the salami. That’s right, a big ol honkin’ tube of meat. They even decided that every hour we didn’t catch them, they would eat an inch off of it (it’s a BIG tube o’ meat.) So we set off after them, walking/running all over the damn place. We went to a cemetary, an all girls high school, a few gas stations, a dump, a diner, a golf-place, a technology park, etc…
Finally, after almost eight hours, our legs being in a lot of pain, we caught them! That’s right, we won, they lost! They had but nine minutes until they would have won, but alas, all for naught! All in all, I got a mesely four hours of sleep between 8 and 12 Wednesday morning, but it was fun. I am waiting in anticipation for the next raid.
First off all, it’s the principle of the thing. The salami is merely a metaphor for their upheaval (sp?), or something like that. They could just as easily stole a TV remote, or our ping-pong balls.
Second, have you ever had salami? I think that any one who truly enjoys the meat (which we do) would chase it for eight hours.
Once again, I’m glad my school didn’t have frats. I can only imagine what my father would say when he learned he was paying $25,000 so I could slap the Delta Phi’s salami for eight hours.
Ironically, when I saw the topic, my first thought was “study”. Silly me.
What were they doing with nine minutes to go - snickering at
the back door?
The rules were different for dogs back then. All they had to do was avoid a solid gold fire hydrant.
Needless to say, dogs didn’t last long in the Garden of Eden either.
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*Originally posted by Enuma Elish *
**What were they doing with nine minutes to go - snickering at
the back door?
We somehow managed to get ahead of them, then backtracked and caught them at a gas station. The gas station was over 10 miles from our house. With all the backtracking and wring places we went to that night, we figured we walked over twenty miles.