Bits and Pieces

Sunday, February 15, 2004

Damned Prostitutes

For the second time in a month a hooker tried to rob me last night. I was coming home from a bar in Manchester, and had just stepped out of an all-night Spar when a tragically unattractive hooker latched on to me. After following me for a few minutes she attempted to kiss me while jamming her hand in my pants pocket. This kind of thing seems to be reaching epidemic proportions in Manchester, and its pissing me right off. People ought to respond in the way I do: push them roughly into the road and hope for traffic.
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