The League of Extraordinary Whoring

Well, if I can’t find a job during this economic crisis, I know what profession I’m going into…the oldest one. I’m talkin’ ‘bout pros-tee-too-shawn! That’s right. I'll be a pro at it too. I’ll have coupon days, golden shower hours, California roll-cations, Bronx bombers in the butt(s), Candle wax thrillers, pearl sauce on dat caboose goose, spider-hole clot climbin’ and all sorts of Gizzy-McGizziness.

Let’s hope it never gets to that point and I can find a nice job at a university library surrounded by all that Tennyson.