As you may have noticed, during the prostitution strike currently taking place in Tampa, some SW’s have “crossed the picket line” and are having sex with people for free while the prostitutes are taking a break.
“Hey, we’re just really God-awful ugly, and this is our only opportunity to have sex with men who can afford to pay for sex. This is a good opportunity for us.” Said some woman who I actually thought was really hot, so it’s sad she didn’t believe that too.
She probably had some sort of trauma that’s led her to believe she’s not beautiful, which is such a shame.
Always, you can have sex with her for free on the corner of Nebraska and Bull Whip Avenue.
“I also will have sex for free.” Said another woman who I didn’t have time to talk to or get her name because I was writing the article on my phone while driving to Nebraska and Bull Whip Avenue for reasons completely unrelated the the story I’m writing right now.
I know you would think, “Oh, she’s not charging, she’s actually hot, this guys’ trying to take the sweet deal for himself.”
Well fine! You caught me! Great! It is what it is.
I want to go see. I think maybe I love her, I don’t know. You don’t know her like I do, you haven’t seen what I’ve seen.
It’s a dog-eat-dog world in here. Not just out there, on the inside too. Inside our souls and our celestial energy lies tough thoughts.
What the hell am I writing about? Sorry Herb Alpert is playing extra loud from my phone in the background right now. My car speakers don’t work so I just play music directly from my phone and I sit it on the center seat behind me because it gets the best acoustics that way.
Alright, I think this has been enough words to trigger my payment processor, so I should be good until the next one. Thank you! Goodnight.
Oh sh*t, I just scrolled up, this was supposed to be a list.