Twelve days of a hooker Christmas
On the first day of Christmas a monger gave to me.
A very bad STD.
On the second day of Christmas a monger gave to me.
A ride from K and Lehigh.
And A very bad STD.
On the third day of Christmas a monger gave to me.
Three rocks to suck his cock.
A ride from K and Lehigh.
And A very bad STD.
On the fourth day of Christmas a monger gave to me.
Four Wendy's burgers.
Three rocks to suck his cock.
A ride from K and Lehigh.
And A very bad STD.
On the fifth day of Christmas a monger gave to me.
A huge black eye.
Four Wendy's burgers.
Three rocks to suck his cock.
A ride from K and Lehigh.
And A very bad STD.
On the sixth day of Christmas a monger gave to me.
Six fake twenty's.
A huge black eye.
Four Wendy's burgers.
Three rocks to suck his cock.
A ride from K and Lehigh.
And A very bad STD.
On the seventh day of Christmas a monger gave to me.
Seven minutes to get cleaned up.
Six fake twenty's.
A huge black eye.
Four Wendy's burgers.
Three rocks to suck his cock.
A ride from K and Lehigh.
And A very bad STD.
On the eighth day of Christmas a monger gave to me.
Eight blue bags.
Seven minutes to get cleaned up.
Six fake twenty's.
A huge black eye.
Four Wendy's burgers.
Three rocks to suck his cock.
A ride from K and Lehigh.
And A very bad STD.
On the ninth day of Christmas a monger gave to me.
Nine hours in the ER.
Eight blue bags.
Seven minutes to get cleaned up.
Six fake twenty's.
A huge black eye.
Four Wendy's burgers.
Three rocks to suck his cock.
A ride from K and Lehigh.
And A very bad STD.
On the tenth day of Christmas a monger gave to me.
A ten inch arm tie.
Nine hours in the ER.
Eight blue bags.
Seven minutes to get cleaned up.
Six fake twenty's.
A huge black eye.
Four Wendy's burgers.
Three rocks to suck his cock.
A ride from K and Lehigh.
And A very bad STD.
On the eleventh day of Christmas a monger gave to me.
Eleven minutes to get dressed.
A ten inch elastic arm tie.
Nine hours in the ER.
Eight blue bags.
Seven minutes to get cleaned up.
Six fake twenty's.
A huge black eye.
Four Wendy's burgers.
Three rocks to suck his cock.
A ride from K and Lehigh.
And A very bad STD.
On the twelfth day of Christmas a monger gave to me.
Twelve months of counseling.
Eleven minutes to get dressed.
A ten inch elastic arm tie.
Nine hours in the ER.
Eight blue bags.
Seven minutes to get washed.
Six fake twenty's.
A huge black eye.
Four Wendy's burgers.
Three rocks to suck his cock.
A ride from K and Lehigh.
And A very bad STD.
Happy holidays to all.
Me, I'm just an 'OL Gator.
Surprise, Surprise, Surprise
[QUOTE=Joyguru;3203324]Was passing by K-Ave. On Christmas day around 7 pm, surprised to see few of them working that day. I saw a tall older gal named Rose near Tioga,she said she is italian and 36 yrs. Then few blocks away I saw this girl named Tina, blonde, nice body and very good looking by cambria. She really wanted to hangout with me but I was running late. Anybody know anything about this two gals, specially Tina. She told me she lives with her cousin on cambria.[/QUOTE]I find it quite intriguing one would be surprised to find a girl working on a Holiday. I ask why? There is no holiday hours for addiction. There is no paid time off or holiday pay. These girls are addicts. They will work till ten minutes before their moms funeral and again five minutes after they drop her in the ground. You can find them working any day every day. 24/7. Rain, shine, snow storm, hurricane, Tsunami, earthquake, parades, religious sermons by the Salvation Army. You name it and there are always girls working somewhere on that evil boardwalk. Don't think for a moment that a holiday makes any difference in the dope and powder derby. It doesn't. There's only three times when an addicted girl doesn't work. First, if they are in communicado, the big house. Second if they by chance find themselves in rehab somewhere. Third if they are dead. These are the very cold, hard facts of the girls we deal with. Happened to watch a documentary on addiction and the movement of drugs from the harvest till it hits our streets. The average lifespan of an addict is at best seven years. That's from the first contact with drugs till the last. That's some pretty serious info. These girls know they are flirting with death every time they roll up their sleeve. Yet they still do it in spite of the consequences. Then it's back to the street corners to work toward the next shot. If they step out to get a smoke then they are smoking and working. In any legitimate occupation someone that committed would be a prized employee. Not their chosen field though. Pretty sad existence.
So never be surprised if you see a girl working no matter what the day. They are always at work somewhere. Me, I'm just an 'OL Gator.