USD Magazine, Spring 1999

their key and never leave their door unlocked. I noticed his door ajar, so I took the opportunity to show him the value of his security plan. I locked myself in his room, glued my eye to the peep hole and watched the stunned look on his face when he realized he locked himself out. Seeing as I liked living on campus, I let Tri£ (current USD alumni director) back into his room without too much delay. - Frank Bugelli '84 U/ater, U/ater Everywt]ere One night we had a huge water fight (super-soaker water guns, water balloons, etc.) throughout the third and fourth floors of Maher Hall. But someone decided to get the last laugh on my roommates and I. When I opened the door to our room in the morning, someone had filled up a large trash can with water and leaned it up against our door. When I opened the door it fell into the room and dumped water EVERYWHERE! - Kevin Schultz '94 perfu/l\e, Toott}pa5te aQd Oreo5 We escalated from perfuming the guys' clothing to filling someone's clogs with toothpaste. We also learned that Oreoing was highly effective: Split the Oreo and you can write words without damaging paint. - Hilary (Schmit) Cejka '82, '89 U/a517't TtJi5 a PG {f\ovie? We were in the middle of watching "The Hunt for Red October" on movie night between Maher Hall and The lmmaculata when the door opened at the bottom of the west end of Maher Hall. Two girls appeared, carrying a naked guy with his wrists and feet bound. The girls giggled incessantly as they tip-toed from the door to behind the projection screen, and then again from the projection screen toward Camino/Founders halls. Everyone watching the movie got a good laugh from that. - Kevin Schultz '94

FAVORITE PRANKS I o help celebrate April Fool's Day, we asked for your best pranks (or those legendary ones you heard about) from your days at USD. And you told us plenty. Thanks to those alumni who sent us their favorite gags. And if you should suddenly find yourself a little damp when using the campus ATM machine, or discover crickets chirping in your home's ventilation shaft, blame them, not us. I'd li_~e }20 a17d a Towel My favorite prank (I can't take credit for the idea or execution) was when the guys on the fourth floor of Maher Hall strung fishing line across the parking lot and attached it to the Hahn University Center just above the ATM machine. They hooked water balloons to the line with paper clips, and when people used the ATM, they let the balloons slide down and break on the wall above the machine - dousing the unsuspecting victim. - Kevin Schultz '94 5o{l\eo17e5ee {f\y {f\ou5e? There was a rivalry between residents on the third floor of Maher Hall, where I was an RA, and the fourth floor. It began late one night when my residents threw a shaving cream bomb into the fourth floor bathroom (this was done by wedging a sharp object into the top of the can after shaking it like crazy). A few nights later, another shaving cream bomb was delivered to my residents' room. The rivalry built until the fourth floor residents purchased a mouse and let it loose in my residents' room. Luckily it was discovered soon enough ... dead under a pile of old, unwashed socks.

J ifTVT\iQy ([ic:~et5 The third and fourth floors in Maher eventually made peace and decided to wreak havoc on the ladies' freshman dorm. I heard about it second-hand and couldn't believe the ingenuity of these brave pranksters. They bought a thou– sand crickets and snuck them into the women's dorm, letting them go in a ven– tilation outlet. There were chirping crickets in the walls for days, all during finals. No one was ever caught in that excellent prank. - Garient Evans '98 Ot],5ay C: aQ You5ee... The best prank was on my roommate, Jane. Jim dumped Jane in the fountain and Jane borrowed some of Jim's dry clothes. The fire alarm sounded (gee, who pulled that?). Everyone filed out and there, right on the flagpole, was a sign reading, "This is Jane's bra!" There the soggy thing hung. All but one of us near– ly died laughing. - Hilary (Schmit) Cejka '82, '89 Tea<:tJi17~ Trif a ~55017 One Saturday morning in Fall 1980, John Trifiletti, resident director for DeSales Hall (now Maher Hall), didn't see me walk past as he did his laundry. Trif recently had a big security meeting instructing the freshmen to always carry

- Garient Evans '98

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