Dear John—Having my life reduced to selling my punany on 82nd in order to make ends meet has made my rules of the road quite lenient, to say the least. It’s okay to fuck me up the ass for an extra $20, twist my nipples like you are turning on a goddamned radio station, and slobber all over and come on my tits. But it is not okay to flag me down when you have your fucking infant strapped in a car seat in the back of your minivan. I have had guys reach into a diaper bag to clean up splooge, and one guy even tried to use a breast pump bag for a condom. Tacky, yes, but hey—who am I to judge? But it is never okay to hire a ho when you have your kid in the car. Thanks for letting me know I have not reached the bottom of the food chain.-Anonymous
I, Anonymous
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Ummm, Actually my name is Jess, and my kid was asleep, so don’t you judge me.
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Hot Damn! Now THAT is an I, Anonymous rant. Thank you for bringing this venue back after several weeks of meh.
By the way, do you make an exception of the kid is there for educational purposes?
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Hey Anonymous, Wanna hook up? My place or yours? I’ll bring an extra $20…..
Again, calling b.s. on this fiction. Not that it doesn’t happen, just that this was not sent in by a reader.
Well, as far as the B.S. goes, I couldn’t tell you, but I can vouch for the fact it was written by a reader, not by anyone from the mercury. I happen to know the author, (quite well in fact)…..
Hey the john was using the seatbelt with the kid. Give him credit!
Am I alone in thinking that it’s odd that this exact scenario shows up on the new cop show Southland a few days after it runs in the Merc? Was this I, Anonymous submitted as part of a weird viral marketing campaign by NBC?
To commenter Tim…..no you are not alone…..I bet there are more paranoid conspiracy theorists with similar brain farts hiding somewhere here on Earth.