Picked up a hispanic chick off Boulder/Fremont across from the Dennys. When she stopped at the window and said, "can you take me to LV BLVD"...
I'm thinking yea right, get in and we can talk. She gets in and immediately I almost vomit. She is reaking...like she hasn't bathed in awhile. She's in and i'm driving, so I'm thinking how to get out of this. It seems she was either cracked out or a borderline mute. She mumbles something I can't understand. We get to the AM/PM on Charleston and I pull in. I tell her I can't go no further.
She was tooo crazy like and I felt it could escalate. Plus she stinked to high heaven.
UGH!!!!
