With Penn State football’s regular season now over, we left the days of tailgating and cheering on the Nittany Lions at Beaver Stadium behind us until next fall. That also means for some students, the nightmare of cleaning up Beaver Stadium has ~finally~ come to an end.

A few weeks ago, we asked you for your best worst Beaver Stadium clean-up horror stories. You definitely didn’t disappoint, to put it lightly. Take a look below at some of the top stories that were shared.

Denys K.

“The trash bag that I was carrying ripped at the bottom, and I had alcohol spill all over my shoes! However, I did find an unwrapped cookie, so I call that a win.”

Brendan R.

“The club baseball team and I were there from 6 a.m. until 2 p.m. For some reason, they gave five student sections for the 17 people on our team who were there while clubs with 50-plus students did smaller sections. They wanted us to pick up every single shaker strand, even when it started raining. We had one kid get kicked out for being on his phone and one kicked out for running on the field. Every time we started to hit a wall with cleaning, one kid would yell “IT’S THIRDDDDD DOWNNNNN,” and we’d all just start yelling and get back into it. We were probably there at least two hours longer than every other club. I’m not very religious, but it’s what I imagine hell is probably like.”

Natalie C.

“First off, it was pouring down rain with thunder and lightning when we had to clean Beaver Stadium. Second, they gave us brooms that barely had any bristles to try to sweep up the wet napkins that were stuck to the ground and simply disintegrated when you tried to sweep them up, so we had to pick them up with our hands. There were only 15 of us to clean an entire section, and after we had cleaned, we got our ‘section leader’ to come to check, and she pointed out every shaker strand for us to re-sweep. I was in charge of carrying the full bags of trash to the cart so they could be taken to the dumpster. When I picked up the first bag, there was some unknown concoction of liquid that spilled all into my shoes from the bag. It was so disgusting. My shoes were soaked in miscellaneous liquids by the end, so let’s just say they got thrown out.

We had to clean the club-level seats, and we had to literally pick up rib bones (I didn’t know they are treated so well at the club level) along with other interesting food items. By the end, the trash smelled so bad that a girl in our club actually was dry-heaving over the side of Beaver Stadium. Let’s just say that’s a Sunday morning we will never forget no matter how hard we try.”

Colin M.

“Following a rainy White Out win against Michigan in 2010, my teammates and I on the club soccer team arrived at Beaver Stadium around 7 a.m. the following Sunday morning. We were responsible for cleaning 1/4th of the stadium as a means to fundraise for our program. There were white streamers stuck to every inch of the cement, and it took nearly eight hours of sweeping, picking, and slogging to finish up. My fingers have frankly never felt the same. I would not wish that experience on anyone.”

Sarah

“During my freshman year, I had to clean the stadium during a cold October. While sweeping up all the left-behind chicken baskets, I found $100 in the middle of the mess.”

Ian S.

“Found three piss bottles”

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Editor’s Note: Responses were lightly edited for grammar and clarity.