Poetry Friday: College

Today's challenge is to describe a college experience. You don't have to have gone to college to do this. Hell, if you watched "Animal House" you have enough to go on here.

Here's my snippet:

It snowed a lot at Local University. The dorm I lived in faced several other dorms, creating a blustery courtyard in January where ice storms created skating ponds, and snow drifts became quick freezers for vodka.

One morning my roommate and I woke up and pulled up the blinds that revealed the courtyard. Blinding sun bounced off the snow drifts, and as our eyes adjusted to the morning, we realized that some creative types had spent most of the night outside. Sculpting.

They had sculpted a penis. With balls. Out of snow. An entire story high.

We dressed, woke up the girls next door, and ran outside to take pictures of ourselves with our arms wrapped around the erect ice phallis, before the sun melted it, before the RAs saw it and knocked it down.

I can't find the photo, and of course it was before digital photography, so it may be lost forever. But thank the Google, we still have young drunk college students who have way too much time on their hands. (NSFW)