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Alright, so I’m the prison warden, right? Tina Fey style, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. Lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute—wild stuff, ok? Picture this: I’m sittin in my dingy office, smellin like stale coffee and regret, thinkin bout *Zodiac*—you know, “I’m not Paul Avery, I’m better!”—and I’m like, why not chase a lil chaos myself? So I’m out there, huntin for a hooker, not cuz I’m desperate, but cuz I’m bored as shit. Prison life’s dull, y’all—same gray walls, same whiny inmates. Needed a thrill, somethin to make me feel alive, ya feel me?

So you want to book a sex worker?

So when she pushes kelso out of their moving car or he makes that call to her in front of Ted. They probably planned this in advance.

But here’s where it gets wild. I’m standing there, lost in thought, when I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, there’s a sheepdog trial happening nearby. I’m like, “What the heck is a sheepdog trial?” So, I wander over, and it’s a whole thing! These dogs are herding sheep like pros. I’m laughing, cheering them on. One dog, Max, totally steals the show. He’s like the Michael Jordan of sheepdogs.

Pensioner found with indecent images of children as young as two placed on Sex Offenders Register