Are these unemployed Democrat interns?
“prostitutes: ‘Do not walk by this house’
Bill Clinton would never say this. ;)
...or waving something else.
Prostitutes don’t care about signs posted! Probably most of them are illiterate, anyway.
These are lost souls who don’t care about the law (especially God’s Law) and don’t even care about themselves!
Thanks for trying, but your sign will not change a thing.
How about putting up a warning sign for a camera for the purpose of identifying their customers for an online cheating husband website?
I’d buy some fish, grind it up, sprinkle liberally on the sidewalk. Nobody likes the smell of dead fish, not even desperate johns and hookers.
I’ve been wondering if this might be a good way to beat the street corner beggars?
He could put up some security cameras, and a big sign advising all and sundry they are under surveillance.
“Bluefield Holiday Inn, may I help you?”
“Reservation for Carlos Danger please.”
My dad was an NYPD cop in the 50s and 60s in the 41st precinct in the Bronx. Better known as Fort Apache.
The hookers plied there trade right by the precinct house on Simpson Street.
Not to flaunt their criminal activity to the cops.....but for safety. They had a certain amount of protection from the cops in a neighborhood that was not safe to walk through much past that area.
Invite them in for coffee, read to them from the book. Help them get jobs. Do God’s work, man. He is providing you an opportunity.
“Attention prostitutes ... Do not walk by this house 1000x a day waving your hand.”
_______________________________
Looks like it’s OK if they don’t wave their hand.
Must be a nice neighborhood.
Getting working girls to stop walking past your house is easy. All you have to do is street-preach at them - loudly.
Our house is on a little slip of land between US1 and the Intracoastal in Palm Beach County. We don’t have hookers on US1 now, but back in 1999 there were a few. They would wander down the residential streets, in and out of the neighborhood, from time to time. Our dogs let me know when they were out there, and when they were I would fly out the front door, rush to the gate, and loudly implore them to turn away from prostitution and accept the Lord. I kept it up, louder and louder, until they were out of sight.
I rarely saw the same girl twice:)
Or how about a a relevant holiday sign;
“No Ho Hos.”
Prostitution...whadda business! You got it, you sell it, you still got it!