Fraternity Hazing. I'll spare the name and the school for obvious reasons. There are probably several cases, like when I got kidnapped and turned into a terrorist-type video, or when they ruined my life with anime...

The one that should've killed me though. One night they duct taped a handle of nasty ass sailor jerry rum to my hands, threw me in the trunk of a car said "this better be gone by the time we're done driving." (already a little drunk to start anyways) So I start chugging, the car starts driving like the Fast and the Furious, doing donuts and shit. I'm chugging, puking, chugging, slamming my head against the car, puking, and chugging. I end up draining about half the bottle.

They open up the trunk, throw me out and say walk home for your lesson. (the lesson is the actual educational part of the night. Unrelated, the lesson was deep and amazing and made this semi-worth it) But I look around and I'm the homeless district of the town we live in. I pass of the rum to some homeless guy that asks me if I want it, and walk about 4 miles back, through ghetto hell, to campus for my lesson.

Turns out they were watching the whole time, after I got to participate on the other side of it, so I was never actually in danger. Also to be clear, the hazing kind of sucks when its happening to you, but it's also a lot of fun to go through with your pledge brothers. It makes awesome memories to laugh about later on. I'd do it again in a heartbeat.