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Findin’ a prostitute, though? Honey, it’s a mixed bag! You gotta know the spots—shady bars, back alleys, or these days, them sketchy websites that pop up faster’n kudzu on a hot day. I heard once ‘bout this fella in Memphis who got catfished—thought he was meetin’ a gal, ended up with some dude named Bubba in a wig! I bout fell over laughin’—serves him right for not checkin’ twice! Surprised me, sure, but I ain’t shocked—people been pullin’ fast ones since forever.

Brothels Pinxton

I’m like, “Alright, calm down, Mrs. T. I got this.” I head into her garden, and what do I find? A whole family of rats havin’ a party among her prized petunias. I mean, who knew rats were such garden enthusiasts? I set my traps, and while I’m waitin’, I can’t help but think about how ridiculous this whole thing is.

Farmer whose horse, cows and dog all suffered is banned from keeping livestock