In college, I ordered a free poster from Playboy.. it had a nice Bianci racing bike with a lovely topless model who's bicycle shorts were tastefully too short pictured on it. The tube the poster was supposed to come in must have had a return label with "Playboy" stamped on it, because "I never received it." After the Christmas break (months after I was supposed to have received it in the mail), I caught a glimpse of it on the wall of our athlete's dorm RA's room. The SAME RA who checks and distributes the mail.

He was a pencil neck geek who got the job through the campus jobs for students program. Derrik McAdoo, Cody Carlson, and myself knocked on his door one day told him, "Here's how this works... Give back the poster you stole, look the other way when we want to bring girls into our rooms, and generally keep your mouth shut around here and we won't report you for the felony of mail theft and we'll let you keep all of your permanent teeth.."

He was all, "I didn't take it, but you can have mine...."