Oh, YUCK. My high school thankfully didn’t have any nasty hazing rituals. We did have an annual Powderpuff tournament as part of Homecoming, but it was officially sanctioned and took place during half-time of the big game. I never played but my younger sister did. First play of the game she slipped in some mud and cracked heads with the girl on the opposite line. She ended up in the hospital with a concussion and a line of stitches down the center of her forehead. Of course, she’d probably prefer that to human excrement and pig intestines any day…