There they were out on the fire escape going at it!

Let’s make a long story short and get right to the details. We had just capped off a long week of rush, during which we successfully recruited ten quality men. After rush we put our recruits through a formal pledging ceremony and then host a party in their honor.

At the end of the week, we finally complete the pledging ceremony, and begin planning the party. By no means is this one of our more extravagant fraternity parties of the year, but we expect a decent turnout and plan for the event to be a chill get together. So, we get the coolers full of "beverages" and wait for everyone to show up. At around 10 o’clock, I decide to take a quick power nap to energize myself before people start to show up.

At about 11:00, things get started and I’m ready. Our ten pledges show up and bring about thirty girls along with them. More girls start showing up, while everyone is drinking and before you know it, we have a pretty good crowd. The night goes on like this and everyone is having a good time. At probably about 1:30 AM, I was walking back to my room when I hear a commotion on the other side of the house.

The Curious George I am, I walk over to the other side of the house to see what the heck is going on. To my surprise, I look through the glass door which leads to the fire escape and see one of our pledges balancing a girl on the ledge of the fire escape and going at it. By the time I get there, there's a pretty decent crowd and the slightly embarrassed couple hurry up and finish up. After finishing up, to my amazement, the pledge zips up and bolts down the fire escape, leaving the girl behind as she is trying to fix her skirt and compose herself dangling on the fire escape.

From that day forward, we call this pledge, "The Fireman."