I remember the night before I graduated college, my housemates and I hosted a party. The house was two stories. There was alcohol involved. Basically we found a huge ass piece of cardboard and were making trains going down the stairs. People would sit, or lay, on the cardboard and people would give them a 'shove' to get started. Well, of course somebody got a little carried away with the shoving. The person on the cardboard was laying on his stomache, head first down the stairs; he also weighed probably 130 tops. He barely touched the stairs at all, lol. Broke a couple teeth and had some lovely coloring on his face for his graduation picture the next day.