It all happened on Twitter. Not minding my own business, I was reading tweets when suddenly… a tweet link appeared…just tried a Hooker. Hmmm, interesting… a Hooker? Had it been P Diddy, Ashton Kutcher or Jeff Madsen, I wouldn’t have clicked (no offense Jeff but I’m more interested in your spittin’ out lyrics). I mean come on… no one is going to promote a prostitution habit on the Internet, so coming from them… it would have been an obvious guy joke.
But the Hooker link came from a legit and safe media… woman. Hooker talk + Woman = I MUST CLICK. I know it was safe to look because I have a lot of Twitter experience, plus… I don’t follow any female Twitter users promoting naughty things. In other words… those females promoting naughty things…might actually really be Hookers. Or men. Anyway, feeling it was safe to assume the link pointed to safe Hookers, I clicked. OK, fine. I thought it pointed to a company with a sense of humor my mother wouldn’t find appropriate for a charity luncheon. Because after all, when someone mentions Hookers, it’s gonna be a little chaotic. And good ol’ chaos can be oh-so-addictive… right?
As it turns out, I was right and wrong. I was correct to assume, when someone mentions Hookers… it doesn’t always mean it’s illegal activity. On the contrary, I was completely inaccurate to assume these poor Hookers were inappropriate for a luncheon. Ironically, these very Hookers should not only be in attendance at the luncheon but they should have their own special menu. As they’re actually quite innocent and sweet if you can just get past the label. Thank you Hookers for reminding me that just because a person is a Hooker doesn’t mean they’re a hooker.
As a side note… if anyone hears my daughter mention Hookers… she thinks it’s women who wear mid-driff tops and wear a lot of make-up. Cheerleaders and Princess Jasmine are exceptions to this rule.
mmm, hooker yum yums!
if you find any out your way… mail me some! after the weather cools down of course.