Cops: Accused Prostitute Offered Undercover Officer Sex For Cheeseburgers Off McDonald's Dollar Menu

The Smoking Gun ^ | April 2, 2012 | The Smoking Gun

[trailhkr1]

Cops: Accused Prostitute Offered Undercover Officer Sex For Cheeseburgers Off McDonald's Dollar Menu

The woman, the detective reported, replied that the pair “could go have sexual intercourse if I bought her two double cheese burgers off the dollar menu at McDonald’s.” The cop added, “I agreed to the deal and purchased the hamburgers for $2.75.”

[Tax-chick]

You know where I live! I hope you have a restful rest, with birdsong.

[NicknamedBob]

"Good morning. That means that I wish you to have a good morning, and that it is a morning to be good on, and that, in many ways (except for those relating to teenage boys) it IS, objectively, a good morning. (Sun shining, plants growing, trash-trucks making the rounds, etc.)

And now, I have to change some diapers, so good morning. (End of conversation.)"

Normally I would respond by stating, of "Good Morning", that it is a greeting, not an observation.

It appears to be necessary to expand on that. Accordingly:

"I found your challenge verbose. A simple scream of rage is sufficient. You scream and you leap."

[Tax-chick]

I’ve had a similar conversation with Jake.

[NicknamedBob]

I’m sure Jake could accept the orange fur. But the tail without fur would just be completely undignified.

[null and void]

The next Undead Thread?

OK, technically no ZOTs were harmed making this thread, but still...

[NicknamedBob]

"The next Undead Thread?"

I am not the arbiter or executor of such decisions.

It is appropriately weird, and we have no common sense, or measurable discernment, therefore it suits us.

[Tax-chick]

[kalee]

That’s so cute.

[Tax-chick]

Thanks! I try to find a good one each morning.

[Monkey Face]

That is FUNNY!

[Tax-chick]

Also really gross.

Good morning! Epic Fail Lawn Service is at work, and I’m going upstairs to vacuum. If I don’t come back, tell them to look in the center of the giant hairball ...

[Monkey Face]

I’m here. There isn’t as much pain as yesterday, but I’m still flying under the RADAR.

Cute kitteh.

One of my neighbors feeds some stray cats in the nearby arroyo, and he says there are some young kittens. He said if he can get one of the little ones to come to him, he will bring it so I can look at it. And decide if I am ready for a kitteh. We shall see...

[Monkey Face]

*umyum* “Cherries Good snack, cherries.” *mmmm*

[Silentgypsy]

Unrolled paper complete w/incriminating claw marks.

[Tax-chick]

I made it back from the Upstairs with the Dyson. The cats are upset with me. Still need to vacuum the boys’ rooms, but the cats don’t spend a lot of time in there.

[ColdOne]

Howdy.

[Monkey Face]

I will try to get something done today, even if it’s wrong. Maybe take out the trash is the best I can do.

Or clean off the catch-all table... hahahaha

(I slay me!)

[ColdOne]

Funny I have a catch-all table as well!

[Tax-chick]

Morning, ColdOne.

I have to go to Walmart to get new shoes for James and Vlad. Theirs didn’t survive day camp. I think I’ll just write down the sizes, rather than take the actual boys and their feet.

[Tax-chick]

We have a variety of catch-all surfaces, most of them out of reach of Frank. I think I’ll assign one surface to each teenage “volunteer” for their afternoon activity, “if you want me to offer supper at any point.”