“Ha, ha ha, For the last time no, the girls of Tri-Delta will not have any socials with your fraternity,” insisted the sorority girl over the phone. "That’s the LAST time I’ll get laughed at by those halloween witches at Tri-Delta,“ he said under his breathe, as he put away the phone. ‘No wonder we call Tri-Delts "Triple Nipple”’ he thought.
But as luck would have it later in the afternoon of that Halloween, three of the fraternity boys from 'I Slita Thiy’ caught three of the triple nipple girls on a hay rack ride deep in the woods. These three boys had been spoiling for a Halloween prank all week.
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the tightly secured the girls in place with duct tape, and gagged them each in immovable gags. Then they painted their bodkins as Halloween pumpkins.
Now when the paint dried they were each ready to be used for lots of rod cleaning…
When the boys had cleaned their rods until they just couldn’t clean them anymore, they had a beer and got ready to carve up the pumpkins. They grabbed their carving knives and little by little each started carving whatever design he wanted to carve his pumpkin. The girls screamed into their gags offering invigorating shrieks of Halloween ambiance to the day’s festivities. After 10 or 11 minutes of carving, the pumpkin’s carvings had been complete, replete with uproariously realistic Halloween screams.
But now the boys lapsed into introspection. “We haven’t any Halloween sweets, you can’t have Halloween without confectionery , chocolate or mints or lolly-pops, or…some kind of candy! Why we’ve not chewing gum… or even so much as slices of beef jerky. But wait”, thought one boy, “we do have nipple gum and two times triple-nipple, that’s enough for two sliced for each of us.”
Having savored the satiating feeling of chewing nipple gum, and enjoying the giddy feeling of more Halloween screams, the boys decided that it was indeed time for the girls to dawn their Halloween masks attached to plastic bags. The bags were placed over the girls’ heads and the masks properly fitted. The shrieking continued, but presently began to diminish, more and more until the last sounds disappeared. The silence left the boys remiss in their loss of Halloween howling ambiance, although it was comforting to think of the wolves of the forest enjoying a late night meal of sweet meat.
They had relished a Halloween’s day of entertainment extraordinaire. And the boys had had 'the last laugh’. So our intrepid three fraternity brothers of 'I Slita Thiy’ opened up a beer each and with gusto toasted “Here’s to Halloween…
next year.!”