Just my fucking luck. I thought I had a sweet fucking gig lined up for a month in Vegas. It looked like a sure thing. I was going to shoot audition content for some new recruits for the month of October. It would have basically been the first scene these dumb whores would be shooting in the industry. It’s a great job for me because:
A. I’m know my shit and it gets done RIGHT
B. Dumb newbies are more comfortable with my style of yelling and shooting. They like the directness of it.
C. Vegas is like a 2nd home to me. I’m in my environment. When I feel good, my shit rocks. I’m like the fucking Gil Grissom of porn when I’m in Vegas.
Unfortunately, it doesn’t look like it’s going to work out. We had all the details settled except for my pay. This dude apparently wants to pay me like I’m a stupid whore. First of all, I expect to be paid top dollar. Because I’m worth it. Secondly, if you cheap out on me, what else are you going to cheap out on? Will I have to shoot this content on fucking VHS to save you an extra $20.00 a shoot? What a cheap cocksucker. The pay was close enough that we could have worked something out. What killed the deal was his reluctance to put putting me up at The Wynn or The Venetian for a month. He wanted me to stay in some condo he owns. No, I don’t think so. At one point this fucking jerk actually says to me “Jack, this would be too out of control. I could save $10K just hiring a local crew to do it.” I was speechless. All I could do was pick up an ashtray and throw it against the wall. ” Hire some fucking shithead to point a camera at these broads and get exactly what the fuck you pay for. Hire my motherfucking masterful ass and you get FUCKING ART! You’re only shortchanging yourself you fucking cheap cunt!” Anyway, we scuffled a bit then I took off. I assume he’s on his way back to Vegas full of fucking regret. What the fuck ever.
i wish you wrote the way you take pictures. then at least i could depend on some quality control.
let me tell you a story:
i once dated this cunt named becca. becca doesn’t take it in the butt. i dumped becca.
the moral of the story:
never try to glean a moral from a whore 2 mins. before lunchtime.
Well said! I couldn’t have put a bunch of random sentences together better myself!
at least we have something in common… on second thought, you just averaged one female punctuation mark per sentence. now you’re going to have an uphill battle regaining my trust.
hold on, i have a solution!!!!
(ok now we’ve both accomplished the same gender reassignment. i hope you’re proud of yourself.)
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