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Last Night's Dinner, The Four Of Us

 

Last night I had a lovely impromptu dinner in the Palms Hotel food court with my mother and two prostitutes.

I walked up to them and said, “Hi, can my mom and I join you for dinner,” and the white one said, “Sure.” During the course of dinner, the black one told me that she had been in jail 10 times in the past 6 months, and the white one talked business with an attorney from Australia.

The better negotiator: her.

They told me they had lots of good stories for my book and would be happy to share. We exchanged phone numbers. I’ll keep you posted. I just hope they realize that I’m serious about the book thing and not looking to be their pimp/next customer.

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Submitted by ricklax on Tue, 10/07/2008 - 22:07.


I love your boots. Did your

Submitted by sharon (not verified) on Wed, 10/08/2008 - 12:29.

I love your boots. Did your mom help you pick them out?

Did your mom realize she was

Submitted by Justin (not verified) on Wed, 10/08/2008 - 14:54.

Did your mom realize she was having dinner with prostitutes or did she think that they were some "nice" people of Las Vegas?

I just wonder what the

Submitted by Rachel (not verified) on Thu, 10/09/2008 - 02:54.

I just wonder what the prostitutes thought when the pair of you sat down. And then you introduced your mom.

I wonder what they thought

Submitted by ricklax on Thu, 10/09/2008 - 10:18.

I wonder what they thought too. Possibly this: Well...we're goign to have to charge extra for this.

And yes, my mom knew. We were discussing it directly.


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