Spain: Street Prostitutes have to wear Warn Vests

You pull up to a group of them roll down you window: "Hey baby, how much?"

Only to find out it's a group of builders huddling around the pub doorway lighting their cigarettes. You then proceed home seven hours later with a broken nose, various cuts and bruises and a car that's a complete write off hoping the excuse you've been working on for the entire time you were waiting in A&E holds up when your wife asks what happened.

Spain :hatsoff:
 
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