LA hookers are the friendliest

A lady of the evening in Los Angeles was just minding her business when some kid was being rude to her. So this poor, innocent woman, just trying to make it in this work-a-day world of ours, had to defend herself…by spraying the kid with mace.

This is why the movie Pretty Woman ruined a generation of people. Hookers aren’t some down on their luck gals with ideals and dreams who just want to fall in love. Hookers aren’t nice or caring souls. I sincerely doubt a hooker has ever provided anyone with sage wisdom beyond “Hey, wipe off that needle.” This is what a hooker is really like; surly, violent, and stuffed into a dress made out of plastic like a sausage. No heart of gold to be found there. Unless you consider the artery cloggings from being treated to an evening at Roscoe’s to be made of gold.

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