Last night me and my two buddies went to a frat and then we headed over to a house party that was rather far away (about 20 mins walking from where I live). Anyways, when we got to the house this guy that we didn't know before gave us some cups and told us to say that we paid for them. So, my buddies got a cup of beer and then it ran out after I only got about a third of a cup, so we just kinda stood around and watched beer pong.

Anyways, the guy that lives there got back about 10 mins later and asked me and one of my friends if we paid for the cups. We told him we did, and then he wanted us to show him who we paid. So we walked around the house and couldn't find the guy, and he took us up stairs and he wasn't there either. Meanwhile, our other friend was down stairs drinking his beer (he hid it) and watching beer pong. So, the guy tells me and my friend to stay upstairs, and we do for a couple minutes but then decide to leave since he hadn't come back yet. So, as we're going to the entrance, our other friend says we need to "get the f*ck out of here" and runs out the door, so me and the other friend follow. Then the guy that was downstairs told us why he wanted to leave too... he went into the bathroom (drunk) and was peeing but peed all over the bathroom, and then he said he had to spit and spit on the guys' toothbrushes that live there. Then, when he was leaving there was a big pitcher of beer on the beer pong table so he said he drank as much as he could and then through it across the room (no one was in the room - they had gone somewhere else). So, somehow we managed to have perfect timing and were leaving at the same time.

So after we had ran across the street and around the corner we started walking. After about 5 mins or so my friend (drunk) punched some sign and these two guys who were probably 200 feet behind us yelled. I noticed one of them was wearing a yellow shirt as the guy was who was mad at us for stealing one freaking cup of beer, so I said that maybe those are the guys from the house. So, we started running and so did they. We ran into the quad and didn't see them, so we decided to walk. However, I looked back and saw that they were still chasing us so we ran across the rest of the quad until we got to the next street where a cop was sitting at one end in a driveway. So, we walked about halfway across the street and then ran into and alley and then to my dorm and never saw the guys again. So, they either lost us, gave up, or got caught by the cops.

It was quite fun

Oh man...I remember that crazy first weekend all too well...heh glad you got some adrenaline too...

haha That's crazy man..

Cool!

good times, good times.....

just make sure while you're ahivng a good time, don't maim yourself etc.

ENJOY the RIDE buddy. imagine that much fun 3-4 nights a week. mix in a job and classes and you got some of the best times of your life. enjoy them now!