So, in college, there was this open air, outdoor pool in the River Valley, just off campus. On hot summer nights — because there was no security system — my friends and I would scale the fence and have a midnight swim.
They’d be swimmin’, booze, weed, pool-side fucking… this went on for some time, until one night, when my loud mouth buddy ran his drunken-ass mouth at the campus bar and told fucking everybody, “HEY GUYS, WE’RE GOING TO QUEEN ELIZABETH POOL FOR A MIDNIGHT SWIM!”
At around 1:00 AM, no joke, about 150 people showed up. And despite this being a secluded spot surrounded by mature trees, this was the kind of thing that the cops could not help but notice.
That night degenerated into an absolute shitshow of half naked people running through the woods from the cops. All we needed was the Benny Hill theme song.
After that, the city clamped down on security at the pool, and the good times came to a stop.
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