So, did she Spitzer swallow?
I've been holding onto that one for some time now.
I know, I know, probably should've kept holding onto it.
Well, that's really the only joke I have about the whole "I'm gonna bust up all the whoring around except for, you know, when I wanna do it - and hey, you're not recording this, are you?" Eliot Spitzer deal. I don't even know that much about it. Except that I thought it was pretty funny when it popped into my head earlier. In my defense, I was breathing a lot of paint fumes. Today was my day off.
I don't think I'd ever pay for a hooker. I'd keep thinking about all the DVDs and video games I could've bought instead, and the whole thing would turn out a lot like those games at Wal-Mart where you get the prize almost to the top and then it falls out of the claw but you can still see it on top of the prize pile, laughing at you. And then the Price Is Right fail music plays.
Five thousand dollars. A $5000 hooker better drive me around like Miss Daisy for at least six months. And bathe me. And fix my truck. And do my shopping. And cook. Besides all the constant sex.
I guess what I'm really trying to say here is that I'm never getting married. null
I've been holding onto that one for some time now.
I know, I know, probably should've kept holding onto it.
Well, that's really the only joke I have about the whole "I'm gonna bust up all the whoring around except for, you know, when I wanna do it - and hey, you're not recording this, are you?" Eliot Spitzer deal. I don't even know that much about it. Except that I thought it was pretty funny when it popped into my head earlier. In my defense, I was breathing a lot of paint fumes. Today was my day off.
I don't think I'd ever pay for a hooker. I'd keep thinking about all the DVDs and video games I could've bought instead, and the whole thing would turn out a lot like those games at Wal-Mart where you get the prize almost to the top and then it falls out of the claw but you can still see it on top of the prize pile, laughing at you. And then the Price Is Right fail music plays.
Five thousand dollars. A $5000 hooker better drive me around like Miss Daisy for at least six months. And bathe me. And fix my truck. And do my shopping. And cook. Besides all the constant sex.
I guess what I'm really trying to say here is that I'm never getting married. null