Brent's friend said that he had reached rock bottom last week. His funds were low and he had exhausted all job opportunities. There was little out there for the man, and he had to support a small baby who was going to turn two any day now. Brent's friend (let's just call him James) had a lot of qualifications for a new job but was having horrible luck.
What possessed James to try to get a job at a famous Los Angeles strip club? His child needed to eat and he would not stop until he had a way to support this bundle of joy. When people are desperate they will do anything for a buck.
James had put on a wig and stuffed his bra with tube socks. This did not diminish the fact that James was a man from top to bottom. This sorry mother fucker wanted to get a job at an all girl strip club; his son was starving and crying like a maniac. James needed to make Benjamins to feed the lil monster.
The owner of the strip club later told James to get the hell out of his office and ripped up the application in front of his face. The owner than said that James was one sorry ugly mother fucker who did not show much effort in trying to dress up as a girl. He then said James couldn't qualify to clean up a mess at an outdated peep show.
When James returned home he was surprised to find that the electricity had been shut off. He then lit a small candle and gave the fat cat a lap dance before it darted off the couch and hid under the baby's crib.
James had given it the old college try; he would polish up his resume and try again. At least he still had his mind and the mother fucker sure did know how to persevere.
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