Mindless gibberish of a tired mind
Saturday, July 17, 2004
BEWARE SERIOUS RANT AHEAD
I am fed up with bloody hookers.
I live in a mildly dogey area, Its not awful but I still wouldn't walk around here at 2 in the morning. The biggest problem this area has is Prostitutes.
Now the police have been trying for some time to rid this area of Hookers (Well I say trying, they put up a few signs about people being arrested, but I haven't seen a police patrol around here for about a year).
Anyway I am getting a little fed up with hookers standing on the street, not because of what they do but because of how they look (that makes me sound very middle class but read on).
Now I am not adverse to purchasing the odd Cheap copy of some item or other but when it comes to sex I would like the best.
If I was ever to go to a Hooker (Which I never would, I think there is something very strange about the need to buy sex and why would I bother driving a Lada when I have a Ferrari at home.) I would get the best, not some cheap $10 hooker who looks like she should be in a clinic because she has been ramming too much heroin into her veins.
But what is really pissing me off, is when I'm coming back from the shops with a couple of bags of shopping and I get asked if I want business. WHAT THE FUCK.
You know I came out the house and I new I would forget something. Cheese, milk, bread, oh and a blowjob from a skanky, shitfaced hooker. Darn it I always forget that.
Now my attitude is what people get up to in there own homes is up to them, as long as it is consenting and legal I am not interested, but it pisses me of when it is outside my house.
What the hell do I pay my taxes for (That makes me sound like my dad but it is still true).
Sorry rant over with.






