The above photos courtesy of Danny Ponomar at http://www.dapo.ca/



Saturday, August 16, 2008

Another Crack Whore

I arrive at a house in town and this crack whore stumbles out and into the cab. She was wearing men's clothing and had huge Micheal Jordan basketball sneakers on. She stutters out the address where she wants to go. I know the address is a crack house and asked if she had money to pay for the ride.

She said she did and blah blah blah... I asked to see the money and she says "My brother got a bank card, he got a bank card you know". I said "I don't give a shit if your brother has a bank card and if you don't have money for the ride you can get the fuck out right now".

She did not want to get out and I was not taking this crack whore across town for free so she could go to a crack house. I got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side where she was sitting. I opened the door and said "I don't think you heard me, get the fuck out."

She got out and asked me to wait while she went inside. I was not going to wait for her pimp or john or whatever you call them to come out and cause me more trouble so I drove off. If I trusted every crack whore that somewhere has a brother with a bank card I would be broke.

1 comment:

taxigrrrl said...

love it! man, its at times like these that i'm thankful that i'm not a cop.

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