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Confessions of a hooker looker

I really have no problem admitting guilt ... you can ask my wife about the strange and harrowing list of crimes for which I've taken credit over the years. This time, it's a public setting, but what the hell? Grownups face up to their crimes, and I committed one. Well, kind of.

I'm a hooker looker.

I consider myself enough of a connoisseur of the feminine form that the local hooker set does nothing for me. But the prostitute who was under the ... uh ... employ of New York Governor Elliot Spitzer? I gave her the old Internet what-for.

First, I saw her photo on Drudge. Then I read about her on MSNBC. And then, shamefully watching over my shoulder for bosses and coworkers, I visited her MySpace page. I listened to her sing. I even checked out her favorite movies.

We have some things in common.

I feel dirty.

Comments

You are a dirty bird. You must cleanse your brain and eyes with a cocktail of bleach and Kaboom. Repeat six times or until all naughty thoughts are removed from your head...or you pass out...whichever comes first. I admit, I looked too. :o)

Pop culture made me do it.

Of course, after a bleach and Kaboom cocktail, I may want to do it again. As the saying goes, Huffers do it better.

This woman is going to make a fortune.

James, you crashed her MySpace Page. You and 5 million like you.

least you could do is post some links

Hi guys, it's all out in the open here in Oz. Read this before you visit ...ah hell... read it anyway especially the forum.
www.hookerlooker.biz is where working girls are reviewed by the customers.... as it should be.
cheers,
TH

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