I went to a military run boarding college
Perhaps I need say no more, but I will.
First was lifeing. Juniors were in 3 man room, seniors in singles. We would make over peoples rooms on a theme, e.g. cover everything in bog roll or no smoking stickers (that was done to me, I laughed till it hurt), bin bags, tin foil etc.
The worst was snow life, when I was a junior. One prefect was known for bad temper. Another emailed us telling us to collect up all the holes from paper punches, polystyrene balls and anything else small and white. A group of lads (not me though, thankfully) covered everything in "snow". His bed, his immaculatley ironed shirts, inside the clock, a tin of boot polish. Needless to say he went apeshit, and hated us for the rest of term. The arse who told us to do it pretended to know nowt, and helped punish us. Nob.

Another tale involves myself, another lad and a bucket of jelly.
As one lad was being a bit of an arse, we decided to surprise him. We waited until he was in the bath, opened the door and chucked a bowl of cold water over him, and nicked his clothes. For some reason I was singled out for revenge (possibly due to throwing the water), and woke up to a cup of said liquid in my ear one Sunday morning. I then found my bucket of jelly had been filled with shampoo, rendering it inedible. I couldn't be arsed to sort it, so it lived in a cupboard until end of term. When opened, I nearly died.
( Greenbat, Sun 16 Dec 2007, 19:54, Reply)