I hate when this happens
You know, when you’re visiting the local whorehouse, and you get caught by your spouse. . . or something like that:
WARSAW, Poland - A Polish man got the shock of his life when he visited a brothel and spotted his wife among the establishment’s employees.
Polish tabloid Super Express said the woman had been making some extra money on the side while telling her husband she worked at a store in a nearby town.
“I was dumbfounded. I thought I was dreaming,” the husband told the newspaper on Wednesday.
The couple is reportedly divorcing, but that doesn’t mean John can’t still enjoy his ex-wife’s charms, apparently.
This is our second whore-mention of the week.
We might need a new category.
We might need a new category.
Done.
We DIDN’T have that as a category? Shame!
We DIDN?T have that as a category? Shame!
Well, we did have “Drugs and Hookers”. . . .
Why does “The Pina Colada Song” suddenly pop into my head?