Me too!! Same girls who were shouting out the windows and screaming for my Aux Cord (the one attached to the radio) are now as docile as lambs... unless you have 2 of them. Then the stories come out like they are surrounded by the Cone Of Silence.But, I have to admit I have met some real classy bimbos on the walk of shame.
I had a string of "Rides O' Shame" this morning. 4 in a row starting at 5:40 AM where I picked up at a residence and took 'em to a parked car in another town. All hung over and looking like they got rode hard and put away wet.
Or you could say, "Wow, a couple of drinks and you're a sure thing, huh?!"They did. That's why they're still up at 6am, lol!
If I ever do Ubers of Shame I might greet them with "Well, you look like you got rode hard and put away wet" for my own amusement. Probably won't happen as I don't stay out that late or get up that early on weekends.