The lamb lies down on Broadway
With my run of good luck lately, I should have expected this one. Was cruising lower Broadway / Penn Wednesday night just after dark and saw a WSW stumbling in front of 7-11. Now normally I wouldn't have bothered but a drunk chick with a huge rack? I thought WTF aand turned on Haven and here she came. She jumps in, reeking of booze and starts begging me not to be a cop. I assured I wasn't and next she asked if she can play a CD, I am clueless and say "what CD? " She pulls out a handful of syringes with a burn CD and I ask her what it is? She says it's old school and I will like it. Oh BTW, her name is Crystal, 45ish, with black kinky curly hair and a huge chest. I digress, LOL. I put the CD in and it'ssom rap BS I can't even understand. I turn the volume to listening level and start to look for a "spot". She reaches over and turns it up all the way, I turn it back down and tell her to show some F***ing respect. She apologizes and I am gettin pissed. I pull into one of my spots and whip it out and this ***** reaches over and turns this shit up again. I eject the CD and hand it to her and she tries to put it back in. I snatch it out of her hand with my right hand and with my left I unlock her door and put down her window. I said get the F out of the car and she starts to argue, so I tell her I am not playing and toss the CD out the window. Out she goes MFing me and drive off, half pissed half LMAO. Moral of the story, if they're stumblin' keep rumblin'.
I decide to make another attempt down Penn and find strawberry blonde Mary from previuos posts, she gets in, doesn't remember me and is acting a little wierd. I notice a huge cankor on her mouth and decide to bail. I asked her if she can get $500 worth of crack and she gets really wierd, so I tell her that's what we did the last time. She says it must have been her sister, who is younger, shorter, but looks just like her and uses her name. Then she actually asks to use my phone to hook me up. I tell her sorry I have a change of heart and sorry for bothering her and take her back where I got her.
One more try, because I am a persistent bastard. Drive by this huge chick on Penn and she whistles, WTF, I turn around and pick her up. She gets in with purse, 40 oz. Busch and a pint of Whisky. Her name is Paige and she is disgusting. I swear her thighs are as big as my waist. Oh well, at this point I am in a mood you know. I pull over a few blocks down and just say "get out". She wants a ride back where I got her and tell her not to f*** with me and she goes quietly. Rough nite guys, may take a few off. Happing hunting.
Bill