Samantha’s sleep-over

June 6, 2008 · Print This Article

Name: Samantha

Age: 19

One night I got ready to go to a party at my boyfriend’s
fraternity house.  I am good friends with most of his brothers (actually
my best friend is his fraternity brother).

That night I got really drunk and sat in my friend’s room and talked
for hours (you know that talking you do when you’re so hammered that
you either talk or sleep).

Well my boyfriend called me to ask if I wanted to leave
but I told him I would get someone else to walk back with me.

I ended up staying in my friend’s room that night.  When I woke up the
next morning I was in his clothes and in his bed.

I remember that we didn’t have sex but when you walk out of Frat
house the morning after with smudged makeup, and bed head it doesn’t
look too good.

not

From then forward I have been asked what happened that night and to
this day I have been unable to make anyone believe that we didn’t do
anything.

Nice walk of shame…damn

Dear Samantha, were you the one who coined the phrase “Its not what it looks like I swear”?

Comments

7 Responses to “Samantha’s sleep-over”
  1. Comedy Plus says:

    Yikes, that’s a tough one to live down. Have a great day and weekend. :)

  2. GetSmartGal says:

    At first I couldn’t understand why you would put this post on your blog, there is nothing regretful there-I thought maybe she’s hot and it’s a sympathy post then I saw that picture. That picture is just wrong, funny, but so wrong!!

  3. regretfu says:

    Its a classic walk of shame – leaving a frat house wearing frat clothes, priceless. I know you’ve got some of these Bridget!

  4. GetSmartGal says:

    Who me, regretful? No I live vicariously through others-at least that is all anyone will ever know about me!

  5. .45 says:

    Did that dude lose a contact?

  6. Creg says:

    lol .45

  7. Toliken says:

    You suck at telling stories

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