
The walk of shame. Every experimental college co-ed has done it. Every tentative tight-wad has endeavored it. In college, the walk of shame is virtually a right of passage. It is a symbol of a student’s courage and audacity. It’s the reason a lot of males go to college. It is the reason a lot of fathers spurn their daughters going off to school. The walk of shame brings a moment of shame and humility; while at the same time, it can be a testament to one’s pride and self-gratification.
A one night stand turns into an embarrassing morning. You wake up confused, next to (basically) a complete stranger, usually hung-over and wondering how you will get home. You don't want to talk to the guy or girl sleeping next to you because... well... you might be afraid of who they are or what they look like. Therefore, you walk back from their apartment to your apartment, in the clothes from the night before- your hair's a mess and everyone knows where (or should I say what) you were coming from.
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