The Price of Love

So it’s looking like my server isn’t even going to be upgraded until Wednesday. Well screw it then. I’ll just continue blogging until I go out in a blaze of glory. :tongue:

And oh, what’s this? The governor of New York allegedly gets caught hooking up with an alleged hoochie coochie ring, placing an alleged order for “Kristen” the very night before (wait for it….) Valentine’s Day. Allegedly.

Did I not tell you that day was cursed?

I feel sorry for the guy though. Man’s so ugly I bet even his wife won’t touch him unless the lights are out and she’s double blindfolded, so I could understand if he felt little choice but to go off the ranch for a little bit of bareback horse riding fun.

But dudes, have you seen the PRICES for them pro hos?

I mean, $5,500 an hour for one of their premier selections. An HOUR. Just getting a hug would probably set me back 3 days pay for crying out loud. I wouldn’t pay that kind of money if it meant rolling around in the hay with Jessica Alba… …ok I would, but still, we’re talking a lot of money here.

Makes me wonder if that’s going to be my future though. Is true love going to be such a lost cause for me that I would have no choice but to use my life’s savings to pay off a “working girl,” just so I can finally get one little night of snugglies and wubs? :ohwell:

What a cold, cold world we live in.

Tags: Eliot Spitzer, governor, hooker, hugs, love, money, new york, night, prostitute, prostitution ring, snuggles, valentines day, working girl, wubs
Categories: Politics and Poker, Romance and Relationships

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15 Responses to “The Price of Love”

dr_clairebear wrote a comment on March 11, 2008 @ 02:27:am
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oh… so that’s why you’re still here. :hiya: they haven’t upgraded! talk about prolonging agony.

i think that your pervasive little fear is something all singles in no relationship will have cross their minds at some point, whether they admit it or not. an addition thought tacked on to mine would be… do these people have the entire STD panel? seriously, i do not want to pay to get something i will end up regretting…

John wrote a comment on March 11, 2008 @ 07:25:am
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You been sniffing the mouse droppings at work again, Linc? Snap out of it, man!

Casey wrote a comment on March 11, 2008 @ 08:53:am
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You are such a perv. What you need is the $20 crackwhores.

Franklin wrote a comment on March 11, 2008 @ 03:12:pm
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Yep, may as well keep blogging :-P
Me, I prefer them street chicks. They ain’t cute or anything, but hey, it’s sex! LOL

Perplexio wrote a comment on March 11, 2008 @ 03:49:pm
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Is it just me or does Eliot Spitzer bear an uncanny resemblance to former Pittsburgh Steelers coach, Bill Cowher? They have similar eyes, they both have square jaws, and their scowls are nearly identical. I used to LOVE watching Steelers games– not because I like the Steelers (I don’t– I’m a Cleveland Browns fan), but because it was hilarious to see the faces Cowher would make when the game wasn’t going his way… And when the Steelers were playing the Browns– the better because the Browns fans would literally cheer every time he scowled.

I’m sure there are/were plenty of Republicans that cheer every time Spitzer scowls.

Lincoln Adams wrote a comment on March 11, 2008 @ 04:11:pm
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@claire: can you say, ew? :sick:

@John, Casey: Figures you married folks would express so little sympathy. :tongue:

@Franklin: Still have to look at ‘em though, and no, turning the lights out is not going to cut it for me. :nyah:

Tom Evans wrote a comment on March 11, 2008 @ 04:24:pm
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I always thought that musical elitism diagram was made up by my friend, who very proudly showed it to me a couple of years ago and laughed at me, declaring it to be entirely true.

Bastard.

Lincoln Adams wrote a comment on March 11, 2008 @ 04:25:pm
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@Perplexio: LOL, I loved that Cowher scowl too. Hilarious.

You know what’s funny, I came thisclose to working a job where Spitzer would have been my boss (back when he was the state’s attorney general.) At the job interview his underling asked me if I ever met him. When I said no, he stated that Spitzer was the nicest, sweetest man he had ever met. I looked at him and wondered if he had been drinking that morning.

I never liked Spitzer then, and I like him even less now. :sick:

Lincoln Adams wrote a comment on March 11, 2008 @ 04:39:pm
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@Tom: it actually took me a while to figure that diagram out (I’m slow.) Personally it’s not my stance but I’m getting paid to display it, so I’m not gonna complain.

Mrs. Mecomber wrote a comment on March 11, 2008 @ 06:23:pm
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The Emperor’s Club VIP = proof once again that the natural man is a creep. They need perversion so bad they’re willing to pay through the nose for it! Oh wait, they don’t pay for it, the $$ came from NYS taxpayers… :angry:

Half the men on this planet think *heaven* will be day-long sex with a harem. lol. …oooook. :cuckoo: :frolic:

Lincoln Adams wrote a comment on March 11, 2008 @ 07:57:pm
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Half the men on this planet think *heaven* will be day-long sex with a harem.

Oh come now, I’m pretty sure it will be more than one day. Maybe a week?

I really find it astounding how many pervs got caught with their pants down and are STILL in office, starting with Barney and including God only knows how many others. :sick:

Sicarii wrote a comment on March 12, 2008 @ 12:42:pm
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Jessica Alba don’t need your moolah though, mate, but 5.5k smackeroos is really a lot to pay to catch an STD. Not to mention feeling totally miserable right after.