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Dear Ladies of the Night,
... I am used to seeing you girls every night when I come home... there are six of you who rotate weekly... you are very nice, say "hello" and "have a good night to me" almost everyday... so I think you are okay. And I know that you rely on the fancies of men to make a living, and that when some creep in a Chevy pulls over and beckons you NEED to be there or else he might loose interest and drive away. but PLEASE DON'T RUN OUT IN FRONT OF MY CAR! It is 11 pm, it is dark, I cannot see you very well... and you are wearing high heals... oh yeah... and I am going 35mph... may not seem like much but when your stilettos are impaling my jugular we will both think other wise. You know my car is coming, You can see my headlights... I am the only car on the road... PLEASE just wait for me to go by before staggering over to the other side... I really don't want to kill you... so don't put me in that position... I assure you his NEEDS can wait all of 2 seconds while I drive past.
Thank you,
RED
((p.s- for all those wondering the title came from the other night when such a thing happened... I was in a bad mood so when I slammed on my breaks to stop from hitting this lady of questionable occupation, the first thing out of my mouth, though mumbled was "run hooker run"))
... I am used to seeing you girls every night when I come home... there are six of you who rotate weekly... you are very nice, say "hello" and "have a good night to me" almost everyday... so I think you are okay. And I know that you rely on the fancies of men to make a living, and that when some creep in a Chevy pulls over and beckons you NEED to be there or else he might loose interest and drive away. but PLEASE DON'T RUN OUT IN FRONT OF MY CAR! It is 11 pm, it is dark, I cannot see you very well... and you are wearing high heals... oh yeah... and I am going 35mph... may not seem like much but when your stilettos are impaling my jugular we will both think other wise. You know my car is coming, You can see my headlights... I am the only car on the road... PLEASE just wait for me to go by before staggering over to the other side... I really don't want to kill you... so don't put me in that position... I assure you his NEEDS can wait all of 2 seconds while I drive past.
Thank you,
RED
((p.s- for all those wondering the title came from the other night when such a thing happened... I was in a bad mood so when I slammed on my breaks to stop from hitting this lady of questionable occupation, the first thing out of my mouth, though mumbled was "run hooker run"))
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