Not-so-secret "secret" at Haverford
College in Pennsylvania. Refers to the series of tunnels(containing
an elaborate heating/electrical system) originally constructed beneath
campus with the intention of keeping the place cozy and liveable
in Winter...has since been infiltrated by generations of Haverford undergrads
hell-bent on getting drunk/high, wandering through the maze
of subterranean pipes and passageways, risking getting caught
and hollered at by the Dean or control-freak upperclassmen..."tunneling" was totally CHOICE in the 1980's when most of the tunnels were still accessible
and good, creepy fun could be had down there (picnics, beer parties, nookie)...now that most of the tunnels have
been walled-off, etc...it's much harder to convince a fellow-'Ford to crawl drunkenly through 'em with you when the possibility of NEVER FINDING YOUR WAY OUT ALIVE looms
and menaces. There is still
the seductive lure of the yet-to-be-breached "SECRET DOOR" said to be hidden within the tunnels.
"Screw Customs, man---let's hit the tunnels!"
"The TUNNELS? Are you kidding me? I heard Poindexter went in last semester and fucking disappeared. Screw that...besides, they're having cheesesteaks in the Dining Hall tonight
and I wanna get in line
before that big guy from my Chem class eats 'em all."