I overheard the following conversation coming from the liquor aisle of a grocery store where I was working one summer. This is a perfect example of ‘anecdotal’ Wall o’ Shame material, and is always welcome.

BTW, more details gladly provided. Just drop me a line…
Girl 1: “…and she had had, like, totally way too much jungle juice and she was like totally barfing all over the place and he was like, holding her hair back out of the way while she puked.”
Girl 2: “Wow… That’s like so romantic…”

These girls are clown shoes. I hope she barfed on him. And they were barefoot.