“So, I call this costume shop, and they say, 'I got this lobster costume. It's a big hit!'”
At the party: “So this guy walks up to me and was like 'A lobster, I love it!' So we start dancing, and he totally gets it. And the next thing I know, we're at his place.”
“And um, you know, he really got me to come out of my shell.”
“So the next morning, I wake up, and I figure out I have about 45 minutes to get to work. I get to work, and I see EVERYBODY in the conference room. And I was like, 'Yes, i am having a walk of shame right now.'
I just held my head up high, and I walked passed them. Whatever, my night was better than your year!”
“I see these two women in their early to mid 30s. I'm 22, and I have dreadlocks down to here.”
“And they call me over. I end up with one of the ladies in some dark, back alley on the Upper East Side on the back of my tricycle and making out. “
“Then they said that if I took them back to Brooklyn, they'd reward me. So that meant, I had to ride my tricycle back first thing in the morning! Riding a tricycle empty to Manhattan over a bridge& I mean, that's the ultimate walk of shame, right?”
“I was partying with a couple of friends of mine. We were asked to go to the VIP section because of our extravagant outfits.”
“I then started to get close to this woman/man. We had a lovely conversation. We began making out for some time. Although, I felt I was making out with my sister &/or brother at the time.”
“I ended up in a cab going to someone's apartment and in the bed of somebody I didn't know. So, I left my dignity on the dance floor.”
“Rest assured, I got up and did a Houdini act. I'm a little disappointed because he looked like a guy who could make a good breakfast.”