Nipples, Ass, and Weiner

Back about ten years ago, Bob Saget (the dad from Full House and the corny host of America’s Funniest Home Videos) hosted Saturday Night Live.

During his monologue, he proceeded to talk about how he’s always been on prime time family related shows and has never had a chance to say “dirty” things. Then he starts talking about “nipple, ass, weiner” over and over again. Mildly amusing.

Flash forward.

Some of you may recall I was president of my fraternity for a year. Some of you may want to forget. Anyhoo, one of the things we did during that time was clean up the house, including new paint and new carpet (ass yodel a new kitchen). In the front entry way and wrapping around to the right past the girls’ bathroom, the concrete block walls had been wallpapered to look “good”. We were going to put up new wallpaper in place of this stuff because it was about 10 years old and showed its age.

Scott Grenert, Dave Whitman, and I set out on this task. We bought a whole bunch of new wallpaper and the proper supplies for putting it up. We also bought scrapers to take the old stuff down. And down it came.

The wallpaper actually came off pretty easy. What didn’t come off so well was the paper backing that went behind it, as it seemed to have been glued to the wall using super-mega-strong-happy glue. That stuff was a bitch to take off.

During this time, for the heck of it, a lot of people spray painted random stuff on the walls - as they knew it was coming down and going to be plastered over anyway. One such thing was “Nipple Ass Weiner”, as suggested by one Mr. Wilson Hubbel.

We worked in lots of teams and with lots of volunteers, and finally got all of that old stuff down and the walls scraped.

When we got done,

We then proceeded to put up the new stuff, only to find that:

We weren’t any good at putting wallpaper up (it seemed to require some “skill”)
It was hard - we were lazy
The walls had to be completely clean. They weren’t.

Thus, we had to go to plan B. Paint. That was a birch and a half, I must say. About 15 people worked in various groups and shifts to get the walls primed and painted over the course of a few weeks. What started out as a lazy weekend project escalated into all of this business. Suck.

The most notable part of the “Nipple Ass Weiner” bit was when Tom Miller, Asst. Dean of Students, came over to visit me one day and walked in and the first thing he saw was that spray painted on the wall. Needless to say he was not impressed.

Ahh the good ol’ days.

2 Responses to “Nipples, Ass, and Weiner”

  1. bigD Says:

    tom miller is a choad smoker and can go find a spoon and eat my ass

  2. corbin Says:

    what the fuck? it won’t let me post a comment. i’ll try this again.

    i’m sure we were quite the thorn in tom millers side, with the pissing in the front yard for all visitors via the bigfoot entrance to see, the beer cans, the loud music at all hours, the pig pond, the beer cans, the drink beer chants at homecoming, the beer cans, the other random drunken campus shenanigans…i miss college.