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Off Shore Whore

“I met this girl last week,” John said.

“Hot?” Stan asked.

“Hell yeah,” Jon said. “Guess what she does.”

“What does she do?”

“Those Off Shore oil rigs? Off the gulf? She gets a dude with a boat to take her out there. And then she and some of her friends stay out there for, like, days. And the rig workers pay them to stay out there.”

“Doing what?”

“What the fuck you think they’re doing?”

“Hookers?”

“Hookers,” Jon said. “Guess what they call them.”

“I don’t know.”

“Come on man,” John said. “Guess.”

“No clue.”

“Just guess,” John said.

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Title by: Anonymous
Story by: Jarvis

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