When you've got talent in some sport or whatever, universities go out of their way to get you. I was 18 and basically a walking cock, and the recruiter KNEW it. So, after meeting coaches and whatnot, he arranged for me to just sit and watch the cheerleaders practicing.

After like 10 minutes, I was sitting there with literally a fat boner in my pants and the guy leans in and talks into my ear, "you got to sign with us. UC can really make it happen for you! Oh, and by the way, pick two girls, any two in that group. They'll be in your hotel room tonight."

I laughed at him when I was choosing. I thought he was fucking kidding. No way, right? Guess what - they showed up, in cocktail dresses, which they promptly took off. FUCKING CRAZY! I signed.