Any man or woman has most likely taken part in a drunken hook up only to wake up the next morning with a fuzzy memory of what happened the night before. Before you even realize that you're in someone elses bed you roll over and find a complete stranger laying beside you. They wake up and say something along the lines of "last night was pretty fun."

It's at that exact moment that you notice their horse teeth, their hideous mole etc. and realize how big of a mistake you have made. You hurry to get out of their as quickly as you can, barely putting your clothes on properly and as you stumble out the door you're faced with "the walk of shame."

"The walk of shame" is a terrible feeling because you're walking past strangers and all you can think about is the drunken mistake you made the night before and how you hope you used protection. Then because you're thinking these things you assume all the people you are passing know exactly what you did and you can't even look at them.

Those moments suck, but they're funny to look back on a few years later. How could I ever forget Melanie and the feeling of throwing up in my mouth when I saw her ugly ass face that morning?