I think I'd rather encounter a rattlesnake than spend another hour in the dorm with the smell of Reese's feet. They were so bad that when I first smelled them I actually asked (and with complete sincerity): "who barfed."
I was the only male chaperone for most of the time. The boys and I got off to a good start though. As we were moving in I told them to gather up so I could tell them the rules. There were only two (as far as I was concerned):
- Don't do anything stupid;
- No screeching or screaming.
Anything else was fine.
I did tell them to cool it a little though when, in the midst of an epic pillow fight, one boy crashed into the wall so hard I thought he'd gone through it.