Post by Erika on Sept 23, 2008 23:12:23 GMT -5
Ok. So this joke did not come out of the blue. This ACTUALLY happened. Not, however, in the presence of an actual hooker. No hookers were harmed in the making of this comic.
So one Friday evening, I'm up at my place of employment with the purpose of getting a delicious beverage, and harrassing Lore, who is working that night. Working with her is our coworker from here on out known as "Liz," mostly cause that's her name. (No Lizs were harmed in the making of this comic.)
Well, Liz is a bit on the broke side, and I'm suggesting various rediculous solutions, such as selling drugs and pole dancing. Of course the conversation goes to prostitution, and we start talking about hookers on 8 mile and one of us mentions shoes, and how hard it would be to walk around all day in hooker heels. The conversation moves on.
It's a good minute later that Liz says that it's their choice to be out there like that...and there's a breif silence. I'm ready to go. I'm inhaling. Lore is about to dive for cover. Keep in mind that I lived side by side with a WHOLE BUILDING OF POLITICAL SCIENCE MAJORS for five years in college. A few of our board members can attest to the atmosphere.
And then...."I mean, they COULD wear flats..."
We stared. STARED. And then busted out laughing. To this day, Liz does not fully understand how she said about the funniest thing EVER. Hilarious.
So that's the story. I love that story.
PS: Anyone who so desires to actually discuss the prostitution, etc, go for it. I'll see you in Controversy.
So one Friday evening, I'm up at my place of employment with the purpose of getting a delicious beverage, and harrassing Lore, who is working that night. Working with her is our coworker from here on out known as "Liz," mostly cause that's her name. (No Lizs were harmed in the making of this comic.)
Well, Liz is a bit on the broke side, and I'm suggesting various rediculous solutions, such as selling drugs and pole dancing. Of course the conversation goes to prostitution, and we start talking about hookers on 8 mile and one of us mentions shoes, and how hard it would be to walk around all day in hooker heels. The conversation moves on.
It's a good minute later that Liz says that it's their choice to be out there like that...and there's a breif silence. I'm ready to go. I'm inhaling. Lore is about to dive for cover. Keep in mind that I lived side by side with a WHOLE BUILDING OF POLITICAL SCIENCE MAJORS for five years in college. A few of our board members can attest to the atmosphere.
And then...."I mean, they COULD wear flats..."
We stared. STARED. And then busted out laughing. To this day, Liz does not fully understand how she said about the funniest thing EVER. Hilarious.
So that's the story. I love that story.
PS: Anyone who so desires to actually discuss the prostitution, etc, go for it. I'll see you in Controversy.
