You stumbled in at 10am, half-clothed and still drunk from last night and yelled "well, its not called a walk of pride!", then passed out on the couch.
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I enjoy stopping in to a coffee shop on the walk back, looking hungover and all dishuffled, a mess, but just talking to the barista like its a totally normal thing and that you don't look like shit. It always throws them off bc you can see the awkwardness in their eyes and can tell they are wondering what happened to you the night before
It's actually called the "stride of pride"... Everyone already knows what you did, might as well own it and act like a champion
Nice! My kind of chick
The walk home is what you make of it!