I'm here to tell the story of a glorious frat leader.

One night at around 1-2am after a long night of drinking me and my friend Tyler had sat down on a bench outside the dorms of the college to smoke and chat. Out of no where a guy comes running full speed around the corner and tries to jump a 25-35 set of stairs down to the ground where he promptly lands flat on his face. Then to our astonishment he stood up and kept going. Not even 2 minutes after we see him sprinting down the Halls of the dorm through the windows 3 police cars converged around us and we got swarmed by the police. Obviously the first question the asked was if we had seen someone running and after me and Tyler looked at each other we looked back the the officers and told them we hadn't seen anyone. When we walked down the stairs we ended up finding a phone on the ground right where our mystery man had face planted. We called the last number in the phone and they promptly sent us an address to meet them at. When we actually got there we discovered that it was actually a frat and it belong to a brother, we were rewarded with free beers and parties for a year!