Po Po and the Prostitute?

Desperate times equal desperate measures. As a poor, struggeling journalist Twiglet took whatever jobs came her way, well almost whatever. One day her boss at her magazine asked her if she would like to make some extra money handing out their magazine at a convention along with some other flyers. She said yes directly and when the day arrived she was there on time. She picked up the magazines and then when it was time to pick up the flyers she knew this wasn´t going to be as easy as it seemed. The flyers were for ¨escorts¨ or more like prostitutes, covered with photos of women scantily clad in racy lingerie and in compromising positions. With her head held high, she figured she would just get it over with, I mean really how hard could it be? While handing them out, she got snide looks from the passerbys and inappropriate comments referring to ¨wanting to have a good time.¨ Humiliated she continued, swallowing her pride (and only her pride!) An hour into it a police man came up to her and grabbed the flyers from her hands saying, ¨How perfect!¨He then proceeded to ask her a series of questions, what was her job? How long had she lived in Barcelona for? Did she have papers? Could he see her Identification card? Horrified she swore she wrote for the magazine and did not work as a so called ¨escort¨, she did not have her ID card on her but would give him all her information and he could check it out. As the people walked by starring with smirks, she felt dirty without knowing why. Blow job five euros! Not here fellas, keep it movin´!

The Bad Apple goes Rotten

Damien is known for being a bad apple but in one quick swoop she went from a few worm holes to fermented apple juice. In an act of exorcism, one day Damien projectile vomited around her bed room, which included a messy spill on Twiglet´s computer. Months passed by and Damien still had not purchased a new laptop for her very angry sister. Finally, Twiglet recieved a call from Damien saying that she had purchased a Mac, just like her last one, for the low price of $200, of course it was used but none the less it was a computer. Shocked by her sisters newly found sense of responsibility Twiglet was very happy. Patti Cake´s friend would be traveling to Barcelona and would bring the computer for her. The day Twiglet went to pick up the computer she found it was in very good condition but had no charger, thinking this was strange she felt maybe she had to investigate the situation further. As she turned the computer around she found a sticker on the bottom stating, ¨please do not remove, this is property of the Maine Technology Institute.¨Suddenly it all came together, Damiens boyfriend, Shit 4 brainz, went to school in Maine and was known for being quite a delinquint. So it hit her, he stole the computer and gave it to Damien to give to her sister, thinking that because Twiglet lived across the Atlantic there is no way he could get caught. When Twiglet confronted Damien she went through a series of lies before the truth finally came out. Drinking under the age of 21 may get you grounded Damien, but stealing a computer from a University may land you in the big house. Oh the webs we weave!