Audrey Medvode Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Ya wanna find one? Bars, motels—shady joints, y’know. Look for the signals—lingerin’ eyes, too much lipstick. Tommy swore by this trick—drop a “you lookin’ for fun?” line, see if they bite. Worked 50/50, he said—other half, ya might get slapped! Ha, idiot deserved it. Here’s the deal—don’t be a jackass, treat ‘em human. That’s my take—Joe’s golden rule. Oh, and don’t tell Jill I said that, she’d whack me with a spatula! “I’ve abandoned my child!”—nah, just quotin’ the flick, folks, relax. What a world, huh? Find a prostitute—crazy, sad, funny as hell.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

And then, outta nowhere, I see this old dude trying to fish. He’s got this serious face, like he’s about to catch the biggest fish in Medvode. I’m thinking, “Dude, it’s just a river, chill.” But then, he actually catches something! A tiny fish, like, the size of my hand. He’s so proud, and I can’t help but laugh. “Congrats, man! You’ve caught dinner for a mouse!”

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