Infestation of hookers
I had to go into work for a little while this morning. I got there about a quarter after seven. I had the rare pleasure of being able to park on the street right in front of my building instead of having to park in the garage which is about a block away. As I was pulling into the parking spot I saw at least a half dozen hookers lined up along the sidewalk. I don't care if it is DC, who the hell goes shopping for hookers at 7:15 AM on a Saturday?
Oh, and to that one with the sack of cottage cheese that passes for an ass: "Honey, leopard skin hot pants are not the look for you. You should be giving me money for having made me see that."
Oh, and to that one with the sack of cottage cheese that passes for an ass: "Honey, leopard skin hot pants are not the look for you. You should be giving me money for having made me see that."