Isn’t that just such a typical New Yorker?
Elliott Spitzer comes to Washington and feels like he’s got to haul a New York hooker down here by train. One would assume she brought a big bag of those bagels. You know, the ones you just can't get a decent one of in Washington. Or pizza. Well, on behalf of hookers, call girls and escorts throughout the Washington area, (and in the spirit of the previous post) I’m offended.
What, you can’t find a perfectly good $4,300 prostitute in Washington?