This story might seem hard to believe in a time of increased angst over exposure in school, but I can sit here with my right hand raised, and assure you that it's true.
My alma mater had, and still has, a deep love and strong tradition of sport which included an “all sports show” late in the academic year; this particular incident took place in the spring of 1966 or 1967 – I forget which.
One of the senior assistant coaches (his tenure had to date from some time back in the 1930s) came up with the idea of “living statues" – supposedly popular in an earlier day.
The way it worked was: An athlete dressed down to next to nothing, then was covered head-to-toe in stone-colored greasepaint. Supposedly, the “statue” was to wear only a jockstrap, but that was taking things a bit too far, so we settled for swim trunks, and the smaller, thinner, and tighter Speedo was still a few years in the future at the time.
The lights in the gym were turned off as each “statue”, dressed (or undressed) to commemorate a particular sport, entered from the locker room in the dark. – the lights were then restored to normal brightness, and I'm sure that some of the girlfriends got a jolly or two out of this.
If anyone else here ever heard of, or participated in this activity, I'd love to hear from them.