Hookers, Holiday Parties and The HOchieS

This year for the Holiday Party, instead of taking X as I usually would, I opted to take a hooker.

A Hooker named X.

Dressed in a low cut dress which she claims was due to fabric being pulled from a year of no use, Hooker X bedazzled the waiters and bar tenders into bestowing upon her lots of free meats and lots of free alcohol.

Thankfully, the same treatment was bestowed upon me, making that one pro for having a Hooker for a date.

A con would be your Hooker and friend A.Boots act fools during dinner and during chorus singing.

The embarrassment carried all through the evening and into the cold, while waiting for the promised car service to arrive, 50 minutes late.

I was not the only mortified by Hooker X's behaviour. Our car service driver also could not stand to hear her and put on the radio then turned the volume up when she was speaking.

Memorable Moments, Quotes & Conversations of the Evening:

The toilets at the Roosevelt for some reason, sound a lot like the noises made here:



"Oooo, diamonds!" - X, while walking down the Diamond District
"You want me to buy you some? Is this the payment arrangement?" - Or 2

"We didn't win any prizes but we don't need them. We're beautiful." - X

"X could have walked home by now." - H1
"Not in these shoes." - X
"I don't know what kind of hooker you are then." - Or 2
"Mk will make a good man out of me one day." - X
"a MAN?" - H1

Finally, we also made a new friend at the party:



His name is Ginger Cyclops and H1 tried to eat him.

Currently listening to: "Ode to Power" from the Noir Soundtrack