Once upon a time I stopped off at Burger King and got two double whoopers w/cheese, two large orders of fries and 3 chocolate shakes and a 1 whopper w/cheesze and small fries. Hit it to Sagebrush and guy in a flashy Mercedes gets out, sharpest tailored suit and Italian loafers I ever seen and he was sporting exotic flowers from Maui and a Tiffany's gift box. We rang in together and the floor attendant recognized me and I told her I had a surprise for Katherine Leigh. The classy gent said he had an appointment in half hour with KL. Kath came out and say the Burger King stuff and she pulled me back into her room and munched out on one double whopper and gulped the shake and devoured the fries. She was like a hog wallowing in new swill. I was someone special I tell you. kath disappeared with the other food I brought, and came back and said give me $xx so we can work off this food. My appointment agreed to wait. I did not come to party, only to bring a craved favorite lunch for a friend. The party offer was too good to pass up and it was my best party with KL.
Next day I had agreed to a party with my regular, Hollywood. As I arrived, the same guy arrived in a Toyota Camry, was wearing sandles, shorts and a Tahoe T shirt and had a shitpile of Burger King. He shaked my hand cuz he read my review on KL and said Burger King seemed more appropriate than the $7K worth of exotic flowers and tennis bracelet he brought. He pm'd me two days later and said the food was better received.
I have given gifts in the past. Some pretty nice and sometimes expensive stuff. None of that shit was ever as well received as was fast food like cheese burgers, tacos, burritos (taco bell) or pizza. Wanna be a brothel hero? Go in on a slow night and offer to make a food run. The food was the way to working girls' hearts more often than not. Breaking bread is more inclusive than wanna be getting close exotic gifts. I know from great experience. People to people and thoughtful little shit makes mountains more sense than fancy dan hot shit. Seen it too often not to think better. So fuck me if I am wrong.
Gary/Fly...original Hoser of you all.
