

Let me be clear, I didn’t want a hooker. I only bought one to win back my girlfriend.
I moved to Hollywood wanting to make sweet love to fame. Instead, I slept with Samantha. Quickly I learned a woman doesn’t like it when she’s the good thing in your life. Samantha dumped me after four months. Under the influence of Old Crow bourbon and Elliot Smith songs on repeat, I called my “Bad Advice Friend” for help.
“Take a hot chick to the comedy club she works at,” he said immediately. “Samantha will get jealous and want you back.” I needed to go where sultry women live … Craigslist.
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