There was once a wino named David. All he did non stop was burp, and drink rot gut whisky.
He reeked of body odor and his clothes were shabby and laden with filth.

David didn’t have a care in the world, except for the bottle and sleazy women with greasy hair, hooker clothes and bucked teeth. Nothing could satisfy him more than that. A scuzzy woman sucking his too hoo while he was drinking to the fullest.

One day, David came across a woman of his dreams. She was wearing a tight leather dress, scuzzy dirty hair, bucked teeth and reeked of cheap dimestore perfume. Most people would be ashamed to be around a womwn who looked like this, so sleazy and homely, but not David. To him, she was cream of the crop.

David looked at her up and down. She had a great figure and Davids hormones got hungrier and hungrier at this scuzz of a woman sitting right next to him.

He made a pass at her. She said in a sugary voice, “I’m for sale.”

“Really?” Said David as he took a sip of his finest rot gut whisky.  “How much?” He asked. He was starting to get greedy. He just wanted sex.

“I’m 75 bucks babe.” She said in that sugary tone of voice.

“You mean I can’t have you for free?” Asked David. By now he was foaming at the mouth and was  grunting. He reached to caress this woman. The woman pulled back her right hand and struck David in the throat. he died. This story is based on Milton B Walsh.