"Tell us a college story!"
We hear this a lot at the dinner table. The boys love to hear Dad's scads and scads of crazy stories of all the nutty things that he did while he was in college. Some of the stories are actually high school stories and then others are from the good ole HSU days. While he sits and tells all about his adventures, I pray that my boys will have enough sense to not repeat all of their Dad's glory. I think that they probably won't if the pictures below are any indication.
We were sitting at the dinner table the other night and they started in wanting to hear a college story.
So, Dad told all about The Mohican.
The Mohican was actually developed on a high school youth group trip, but then reappeared during his freshman year of college. The original Mohican story was that a big group of guys on a church trip, dressed with towels belted over the appropriate areas and masks on their faces, hid waiting for the youth pastor and his sidekick in the dark. Legend has it that when this band of scary looking dudes busted out of the dark, one pastor ran screaming like a little girl, while the other curled into a fetal position on the ground. The original Mohican went so well, that Dad decided to revive it his first week of college. As male freshman students were coming back to their dorm rooms from their first classes of the week, my husband was waiting for them dressed as below and would chase them down the hall, knock some of them down, and then introduce himself. I cannot even tell you how many of his very good friends that he met this way.
I do not understand boys...
Anyway, after this story, my boys couldn't wait to try it themselves.
So here they are in all of their Mohican glory.
