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"This woman could make a strap on go limp."

Ouch.

she should take it as a compliment that someone would actually pay

Well, if she ever loses her job, I guess she's got a backup.

brap: I live in a neighborhood that was was once populated by prostitutes. They used to mistake me for a John so I guess it goes both ways.

"Wanna date?" I bout fell over first time I heard it, thinking "Wow, people actually say that outside of the movie Frankenhooker?"

Things got gentrified enough that they were chased off, and/or died - they didn't look like they were doing so hot, poor dears.

Same thing happened to me but the lady said "hold on baby I am on my stroll".
/All I wanted was for directions

Prostitute Laundry. (new window)

/all right! pull down your pants

brap: I live in a neighborhood that was was once populated by prostitutes. They used to mistake me for a John so I guess it goes both ways.



What do you mean "mistake [you] for a john?" If you are breathing and in possession of $20, then you are potential john. No mistake there, just salesmanship.

Pepper Spray. Yes, pepper-spray. Get the kind that sprays them with ink, like the bank has for robbers.

Or maybe, take a financial loss and move. You already lost...just go.

Legalize it as well and this sort of thing won't happen.

brap: ...Frankenhooker...

Nothing is obscure on Fark, but I haven't hear that flick mentioned in years. Thanks for the flashback, dude.

/not a prostitute

Let's see. She hangs out near prostitutes. She dresses like them. She has the same genitalia and mouth (standard prostitute equipment).

Who is she trying to fool?

ha-ha-guy: some_beer_drinker: they are all whores inside, arent they?

Would you have sex with someone for ten million dollars?
Umh, maybe, it would depend.
Well how about one hundred dollars?
Hell no, what do you think I am? A whore?
We've already established that, now we're just negotiating the price.

Ugh, what the fark movie is that?

dletter: Prostitutes that dress like housewives,
Every car stops in a 300 foot radius if your a pedestrian within 10 feet of the curb,
Weird orange flags in buckets on every corner you are supposed to carry across the street (that apparently don't get stolen regularly by 14 year old kids).

Salt Lake City is like some kind of alternate universe.

/I know, for many more reasons than the above
//the traffic things I just noticed in only 3 days there for a conference

I heard that Wheel of Fortune comes on at 7:30pm there, instead of 7:00pm. Weird stuff.

some_beer_drinker: they are all whores inside, arent they?

Enjoy living in your mama's basement much?

My only visit to SLC.

We drove around town looking for our nesting grounds at 9 o clock at night, which pretty much seemed like the devil's hour.

The city was gorgeous from the freeway, but the street names boggled my mind as the navigator...13000 street? 14000 street? 15000 st east? 36000 street west?

I had a tick that the city was arranged like Phoenix and everything reversed at Mill Avenue and went from counting down streets to counting up avenues. No it just goes up. We had missed our exit 30 miles back and we couldn't tell.

The capital looked amazing: glowing golden, golden-browns, oranges I can't name, yellows. Just a magnificent scene. The mountains were taller than the sun rose and reflected the colors. The salt sea stank and stretched out like a black bog and blocked half of what might be beautiful from being anything but completely awful.

Later I paid 10 dollars to be able to go into a bar to drink 3.6% alcohol at $10 a glass and watch neo-nazis dance to an AC-DC cover band. It was the only bar around open until the buttcrack of dawn, 10 pm. I shiat you not.

I was amazed that at the end to find out she had pepper spray on her. If that sort of shiat happened to me (well, were I female) day in and day out I'd make it a point to use it the second time anyone asked. I'd be pretty comfortable with the idea that they weren't going to the police.

brap: I live in a neighborhood that was was once populated by prostitutes. They used to mistake me for a John so I guess it goes both ways.

I lived at Dundas & Parliament in Toronto for a while. Me and my roommate got to know Jenny, the hooker who was outside our house from the time we got home until after we'd gone to bed. There was also a day-shift, but it wasn't always the same girl or the same spot. Not Jenny. Always right in front of our house. Always there.

"Hows work today, Matt?"

"Not bad. Subway was a mess. Howbout you?"

"shiat. The snow's keeping everyone at home. Been slow. Hopin' it picks up after dark, eh."

ha-ha-guy: Would you have sex with someone for ten million dollars?
Umh, maybe, it would depend.

I would have "sex◘" with someone for free.
I would have sex with "someone*" for free too.

*She's probably a ginger.
◘I'd play latin russian roulette.

All women are prostitutes.

ha-ha-guy: Biv: ha-ha-guy: some_beer_drinker: they are all whores inside, arent they?

Would you have sex with someone for ten million dollars?
Umh, maybe, it would depend.
Well how about one hundred dollars?
Hell no, what do you think I am? A whore?
We've already established that, now we're just negotiating the price.

Ugh, what the fark movie is that?

Ha-ha-guy goes to the bar and swaps sexist jokes with coworkers. There is a sequel coming out this Friday night.

/the guy who told it to me might have lifted it from a movie

Actually, I think it was Samuel Johnson about 1760, and the original amounts were a thousand guineas vs. a shilling.
/Johnson knew how to spot 'em.

ultraholland: Legalize it as well and this sort of thing won't happen.

Sure it will. Addicts aren't going to be holding steady shifts at the brothel or for licensing so they'll keep illegally streetwalking whenever they need quick cash for a fix.

And hiring them will be the less wealthy johns that can afford to pay market rates on the street rather than the inflated costs of licensed prostitutes or brothel regulation and middlemen.

Biv: ha-ha-guy: some_beer_drinker: they are all whores inside, arent they?

Would you have sex with someone for ten million dollars?
Umh, maybe, it would depend.
Well how about one hundred dollars?
Hell no, what do you think I am? A whore?
We've already established that, now we're just negotiating the price.

Ugh, what the fark movie is that?

It's not from a movie.
I think it's one of Winston Churchill's quote.

tallguywithglasseson: "You think that just 'cause a girl likes to dress fancy and stand on the corner next to some whores, that she's hookin?"

Wouldn't you?

Where I live the rule is if she is female and dressed like a hooker she is not a hooker, if she is dressed like a hooker and does sex for money, she is not a she and if she is wearing a tracksuit on Haley street at night she is a hooker.

thelordofcheese: "When I've got my daughter with me, it bothers me - what with all the child pedophiles," Angela said.

Don't get her started on the gay homosexuals or ask her for her PIN number.

I remember walking my dog in the early AM along Central Ave in ABQ, just woke up, wearing sweats, no make up, etc. I had a number of cars pull up. I told them the dog would give them a BJ. The johns are depraved and the girls are unfortunate. It was a unique experience.

I'd be getting photos and license plates and put them on a website. Real names too if I could find.

MacGabhain: I was amazed that at the end to find out she had pepper spray on her. If that sort of shiat happened to me (well, were I female) day in and day out I'd make it a point to use it the second time anyone asked. I'd be pretty comfortable with the idea that they weren't going to the police.

Sounds reasonable at first, but think a little further. After a couple of firm No's, there is no way the guy pursuing her still thinks she is a prostitute. He knows she is not a hooker ... he doesn't care. He's calculating what he can get away with even if it is just harrass her. So, yes, it would be tempting to respond with violence. But now you have a pissed off male (the average height and weight in America now is 5'10"; 190 pounds) who may or may not be armed and a female with nothing between her and getting stomped except a lousy can of pepper spray. I've been in this situation, years ago, I'm five feet tall and back then I hovered around 100 pounds. I found being loud was the most useful thing to do. You don't murmur no. You shout NO! Shout loud enough that other people turn around to see why you are being such a dillweed. Shout it loud enough that real prostitutes run over to take the "customer" off your hands. If you have to repeat yourself, it becomes "No means No! 9-1-1!" You would be surprised how well that works.

some_beer_drinker: they are all whores inside, arent they?


You can't really tell unless you are inside them.

dletter: Weird orange flags in buckets on every corner you are supposed to carry across the street (that apparently don't get stolen regularly by 14 year old kids).

Please explain this.

Leskay: All women are prostitutes.

You've never actually had sex, have you.

aw crap, for the last time,all the good lookin ones are cops,k!

ZzeusS: some_beer_drinker: they are all whores inside, arent they?


You can't really tell unless you are inside them.

So I guess you'll never know.

I was hanging out in front of a Domino's Pizza place lated one nightwhere one of my friends Cousin works/manages (actually he's the fastest pizza maker in N. America). There was this really thick bootied black girl dressed in the stockings and the whole get up. pacing back and forth down the block. This was in Washington DC so on that very same street there were cop cars sitting in the alley space just waiting for calls to appear on their computers I supposed. One of my friends dared me to ask her how much. I declined. Either way, once our pizza was ready we just placed the box on the hood of our car and sat there hanging out watching this girl make her money. 15 min later, next thing you know. She gets approached by a car, she walks up towards it, leans in and talks to the driver. Next thing you know, 2 Squad cars come flying out of the alley blocking these cars in, and the guy sitting in promptly gets arrested. It was awesome, we were there for over 2 hours just watching her do her thing. Sometimes she would even proposition these women walking their dogs late at night. I didn't know what they said, but I'm pretty sure they knew she was a cop because afterwards both were laughing. I think we saw 5 guys get arrested and hauled off. It was pretty interesting. They would box them in, pull them out at gunpoint, search the car. The car would get towed, and a paddy wagon seemed to just drive around the city, picking up newly arrested people. At one point we saw one of her clientele get arrested, after searching his car, They found a giant machete tucked underneath his seat and later they placed it on the hood of his car. We were sometimes within 10ft of the sting going down. After a while we started placing bets on the next Johns racial makeup. My money was on the Hispanics. Turned out to be a black guy in a pimped out suburban(which got towed btw). A very fun and memorable night.

namegoeshere: dletter: Weird orange flags in buckets on every corner you are supposed to carry across the street (that apparently don't get stolen regularly by 14 year old kids).

Please explain this.

Leskay: All women are prostitutes.

You've never actually had sex, have you.
.

I had sex with your dad. He was good.