The Hottest Place In Town

besides my pants is not an S&M club or a lingerie boutique.

It’s the Hall of Justice.

That place is crackling with sexual energy.

Libidinous ego driven  people with no impulse control that don’t take losing well.

and that’s just the lawyers.

Nothing like squeezing into an elevator with a 19 year old murder suspect, his 34 year old mom in hot pants, his lawyer in 6 inch heels and tight mimi skirt suit, and  one of his girlfriends holding a baby all with  identical expensive handbags and all  wearing too much perfume.

Mix in two cops, one of whom is a substance abusing philanderer on the take, A couple of streetwalkers,

a Judge, a sleazy private investigator,  a drunk  bounty hunter just off his third divorce, and some various people meeting their parole officers.

That’s me in the corner, there to  argue a ticket.

The pheromones given off by  fight or flight  adrenaline ,youth  hormones, angry chemically hijacked brains,  desperation, poverty, wealth, and  boredom,  are a combustible fire hazard.

And I thought those shows about cops and lawyers were fake!

If anything, the  actors  understate the flirty energy in these places.

I just found out an old friend who had served some hard time on drug charges, got a law degree

and  she is now  working for the DA’s office.

I couldn’t make this up.

Head over there and sniff around.


2 Responses to “The Hottest Place In Town”

  1. Nic Says:

    is there anything u love?

  2. mrpoopypants Says:

    Mr Poopypants loves me some homemade food.

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