Diverting Behaviour
There was a young lad in our halls at uni that was every bit the shy, socially-inept engineering stereotype and being from the sticks most things seemed to frighten him, including booze, women, bright-lights, horseless carriages etc.

Being charitable types, my friends and I decided to take him under our wing. I'm not saying that we were the naughtiest students, but we knew how to have a good time, and this involved the occasional drunken prank or two.
Initially, however, he was not a promising student - the first time we took him out for a drink, he'd fallen over and broken his collarbone by 8pm. He improved swiftly though, and it wasn't long before he'd dismantled his first pub bench and reassembled it in my room. Perhaps setting fire to it was going to far but, no, he was destined for bigger and better things.

It was the third year and our little lad had flown the nest and had his own social network, of which he was King Nerd (there are some things we couldn't change). At the time there were major road works going on on the dual-carriageway that passed by our glorious alma mater (That's university for any one that went to a tech). One morning there seemed to be a hell of a lot more traffic around campus than usual. It seems that our enterprising young student had spent the whole evening carefully moving the traffic cones for about a mile stretch of the dual-carriageway forcing the entire London to Brighton traffic through University grounds! For those commuters it was definitely going to far. (sorry)
(Mr Broadtrousers, Fri 10 Nov 2006, 17:33, Reply)