Walks of shame are an inevitable part of any sexually active person’s life. We all know how it goes — you go out with your girlfriends wearing the shortest, tightest, and shiniest dress that you own. You get drunk and meet a semi-attractive dude at the bar and the two of you spend a night of sloppy, hopefully protected sex together.
You wake up the next morning with a pounding headache and look over at the naked dude beside you. You throw on that short shiny dress, try to locate your 5 inch heels (they’re hiding under a crumpled mess of clothes and your dignity), and you make the dreaded walk back to your car or apartment or dorm in full sparkling attire. DON’T LOOK AT ME.
One thing’s for sure — it’s going to be one hell of a spectacle. But f*ck it! For all who truly don’t give AF, there ain’t no shame in the game. Hold your head up high because hey, at least you got laid last night! And that’s all that really matters.
