:-o
Tonight I came home and told my roommates about my day.
Me: “Today at work I met a pimp.”
Steph, Tommy, and Andrea [In varying degrees of shock and amusement]: “A pimp?”
Me: “Yes. His name is Mike.”
Steph: “And he’s a pimp?”
Me: “He’s a pimp. [pause] He seemed nice enough.”
Tommy: “Well, a rude pimp wouldn’t be a very good one.”
Me: “True.”
December 28th, 2005 at 11:03 pm
I’m Kalla’s pimp.
December 28th, 2005 at 11:11 pm
i read the story in your comment on my blog… how funny…
the link between sexual brokenness in our culture (well, many cultures; they do say prostitution’s the oldest profession) and poverty/economic issues would be an interesting thing for a sociologist to study. too bad i’m not a sociologist. oh well…
December 29th, 2005 at 8:17 am
Or for a novelist to examine. My favorite movie and favorite musical is Les Miserables…never quite been able to struggle through the book itself though.
December 29th, 2005 at 8:18 am
Apparently Santa is Kalla’s pimp. How did Christmas morning go? Did she like her Pink?