My only question is...how much do you have to pay her?

Sometimes there are things that are such great ideas you just have to take advantage of them. Why, just yesterday I mentioned the possibility of some young Romeo proposing to his Juliet while sitting on the toilet. Hopefully not to, uh, musical accompaniment, but I guess that is a risk he will just have to take. I suspect there will be a reason for the Montague's and Capulet's to hate each other.

Or the even better idea of getting the name of a whore house inked on you so you can get free admission.

Or the even more awesome idea of advertising your Garden Gnome making business by using Plastic Prostitutes.

Right. How does one go about propositioning a plastic paramour? How does one negotiate pricing and what activities are included or precluded? 

And wouldn't plastic hurt? 

Just sayin'. 

I am not sure that in plastic prostitutes we have an idea whose time has come.


2 comments:

Riot Kitty said...

I suppose it couldn't hurt more than a picnic table ;)

listen for azure said...

Hmmmm. I wonder if my garden gnome prefers blond, brunette or redhead?