College stats

[nothing4u2c]

In my small, Christian, liberal arts college dorm, there was a poster on one of the sophomore guys' door that had sort of a cryptic code. Basically, it had (what we assumed were) someone's initials followed by two sets of two numbers. So, for example, it might say, "BRM: 4.5/6.25, 4/2." All the freshmen speculated about what it meant, but all the sophomores seemed to know. Then, during the last week of the year, the sophomore whose door it was on came around and asked us our length and girth when erect (the first two numbers) and how many times we had sex in the dorms outside of open hours (again, our conservative Christian school only allowed students of the opposite gender on the floor at certain times, else the RAs could report you to the dean of student life) and how many different girls we had sex with. So "BRM: 4.5/6.25, 4/2" had a 4.5" girth, 6.25" length penis, and had sex four times in the dorms after hours with two different girls. He brought around a tape measure for anyone to use who didn't know their numbers (but let's face it, everyone's measured their dick at some point, right?). One guy got called out by his roommates for giving unrealistically high numbers and had to measure

A new poster was then filled out with our stats and given to one of the freshmen on my floor who would be returning as a sophomore to keep the tradition going. The sophomore who was collecting the data showed us where past years' posters were stored in a ceiling tile above the fridge in the shared kitchen. Turns out this had been going on for 30+ years, including the years when both my dad lived on the floor (1986) and my brother (2008). My dad's year though there were two TMSes, TMS: 4.0/6.0, 0/0, and TMS 5.5/7.75, 12/4. I like to think highly of my dad, that he stayed true to my mom (they met after college) and wasn't sleeping around in college, but who knows. My brother's year there was only one TPS 4.5/5.75, 3/1. The highest that we found was a JSP: 7.0/10.0, 100+/10+ in 2001, meaning either he was hung like a horse and had sex over a hundred times with more than ten different girls, or he was a liar.

And, just for the record, my stats were MJS 4.75/6.0, 9/1. My girlfriend (now wife) was the only one I slept with in the dorms, and we managed to pull it off nine times, each of them memorable to this day.

[RaccoonBatteryStaple]

Heh. What a cool tradition! And surprising that all the sophs managed to keep their mouths shut all year.