I got a call from buddy who is an undercover cop. He told me to meet him at the Waffle House and we would go bust crack heads and hookers.
The first cracked out hooker he stopped made the entire night worth it. He found drugs, pipes, condoms, and cash. He has busted her several times and was showing me how f'd up her life was.
He asked her if she had been hooking, she said "yes." He asked her if she knew where her kids were, she said "no." He asked her how old she was, she said "42." She looked 82. He asked her how much she spends on crack a day, she said "$300." Then he asked her if she had been drinking. She said "no." He said "NO?" Then she promised she hadn't been drinking. He said "well somebody has been drinking!"
I said "uh, that's me Byron." Everybody, including the crack whore, busted out laughing.
The first cracked out hooker he stopped made the entire night worth it. He found drugs, pipes, condoms, and cash. He has busted her several times and was showing me how f'd up her life was.
He asked her if she had been hooking, she said "yes." He asked her if she knew where her kids were, she said "no." He asked her how old she was, she said "42." She looked 82. He asked her how much she spends on crack a day, she said "$300." Then he asked her if she had been drinking. She said "no." He said "NO?" Then she promised she hadn't been drinking. He said "well somebody has been drinking!"
I said "uh, that's me Byron." Everybody, including the crack whore, busted out laughing.
