The oldest profession?
They have kept me out of a BUNCH of trouble.
Never had one profess her undying “love” for me.
Never had one claim I was the “daddy.”
Never had one bang on the door at 2AM, drunk.
Never had one call at 4:30 am, drunk, wanting to “rat me out.”
Never had one try to shred my underwear.
And on and on.
I NEVER paid for, oh well, whatever. I DID pay for them to LEAVE.
And true to their profession, they did.
It was a really fine relationship.
I’m guessing this post will see file cabinet 13.
So be it.