Baby Hos, and other scourges of Western Civilization

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I can tell you right now that when I was a child I’d have died rather than allowed myself to be dressed up like I dwelt in the Littlest Whorehouse in Texas. Hell, I felt enough on display in the “Princess Available as Future Wife ‘N’ Mom” gear my doting parental units decked me out in. At least the W & M brigade got guaranteed homes and male shelf-installing help (at least until divorce became the latest thing, and then there was at least the sop of alimony); what do budding young hookers get to hope for? That they’ll be lucky enough to land a pimp who won’t beat them when he’s high?

You stay classy, moms of America.

4 Responses to “Baby Hos, and other scourges of Western Civilization”

  1. Paco Says:

    Paco Enterprises’ clothing subsidiary has a similar line for little boys: Pimps B Us. Enough bling to make your eyes sting, baby! This week only, for the first fifty consumers who buy a hundred dollars worth of clothes, we’ll throw in a pedal-car Cadillac, a Glock semi-automatic squirt gun, and some chocolate weed.

  2. Andrea Harris Says:

    I hope you didn’t forget gold fillings with giant cubic zirconium insets for those new front teeth.

  3. rinardman Says:

    Paco Enterprises, always on the cutting edge of fashion.

    Do they also have a “Kid Rapper” line, with a free “Rapper Dictionary” of demeaning four letter words, and a plastic turntable for the beginning scratcher.

  4. Pogria Says:

    Bloody Hell!!!

    WTF are mother’s thinking dressing their daughters this way.

    I reckon one of the commenters got it right when he/she called them “Prostitots”.

    I think I’m going to be sick.

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